good at goodbyes - Intellectual

Baby, don’t call me back

Even though I called you first

I regret every text I sent ever since we didn’t work

And maybe don’t check your phone

‘Cause you gon see a lot of me

Gambling with my heart, I’ll never win your lottery

We both know that we keep playing games

Can’t talk, but somehow, we can play charades

And judging by that look up on your face

You still got a lot you wanna say

Now I’m pacing back and forth in this bathroom stall

Wishing that I won’t, but I’m still gon call your phone

When I’m all alone

And you’re sitting on your bed watching Parks and Rec

But you’re not really watching ‘cause you’re thinking ‘bout me instead

We’re such a mess

But I can’t keep putting my heart on the line for you

Wasting my time on you

I'm no good at goodbyes

I’m making it harder than I’m trying to

I wish I was more like you

‘Cause you're so good at goodbyes

I should have gone MIA

And quit you like a cigarette

But the more I stayed away, the more I couldn't catch my breath

I wish that I hated you, I wish you hated me

But we’re still so in love, it’s tough to realize we should leave