Next Time - Intellectual

[Intro]

(One, two, three)

I wasn't gonna say this but it seems to be the last

Thing I hold against you and I wanna make it past

Hating every guy who plays guitar with curly hair

I'm a grown-ass woman, why the fuck am I so scared?

Like your words cut me like razors from your teeth and

Your words fucked me so bad I'm still sorry that

I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh)

Three years gone by, did I forget to mention?

Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh)

You run and hide if it's not fuckin' perfect

Go and tell me that you hated every minute

That you took my clothes off and I let you inside

Stupid boy, you take that shit down to your grave

'Cause your words hurt more than pain, if you need advice

Next time just lie, mhm

I hope your parents hear this so they see just who you are

'Cause I kept my mouth shut and I played my stupid part

But you don't get to say that "oh it just, didn't work out"

While I'm crying on the floor, contemplating getting out and

Your words cut me like razors from your teeth and

Your words fucked me so bad I'm still sorry that

I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh)

Three years gone by, did I forget to mention?

Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh)

You run and hide if it's not fuckin' perfect

Go and tell me that you hated every minute

That you took my clothes off and I let you inside

Stupid boy, you take that shit down to your grave

'Cause your words hurt more than pain, if you need advice

Next time just lie

And you came out the good guy while I had to play pretend

That we're better off as exes, I'm okay with being friends

But I hate your fucking guts, flew halfway around the world

Looked at rings in Italy, oh God, we were so good

But you don't do that shit, if you don't really mean it

Then you turn around and tell me that you didn't feel it, ooh, ooh

Next time just lie