I'm still a fan, even though I was salty

Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy

Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'

If I can't have you, no one should, I'm like

I might kill my ex, I still love him, though

I get the sense that it's a lost cause

I get the sense that you might really love her

The text gon' be evidence, he texts his evidence

I talked to Russian with you, no murders

No crimes of passion, but damn, you is out of reach

You is at the farmer's market with your perfect peach

Now, I'm in the basement, playin' on my patience

Now you lying face-down, got me singin' over and over

If I can't have you, no one will, I'm like

I might kill my ex, I still love him though

I did it all for love, I did it all on no drugs

I did it all this sober, I did it all for us

I did it all for love, I did all this on no drugs

I did it all, all of this sober

Don't you know I did all for us?

Kill his girlfriend's next, how'd I get here?

I just killed my ex, I still love him, though

Rather be in hell than alone