(Lyrics) Still a fan even though i was salty, hate to see you with some other broady now you happy, hate to see you happy if I’m not the one driving, I’m so mature, I’m so mature,I’m so mature got me a therapist to tell me theres other men, I don’t want none i just want you,if i can have you no one should I might, i might kill my ex, not the best idea, his new girlfriend’s next how’d i get here? I might kill my ex. I still love him though, rather be in jail than alone. I get the sense that its a lost cause, i get the sense you might really love her, this text gon’ be evidence, this text is evidence,i tried to ration with you with morals no crimes of passions but damn, you was out of reach,you was at the farmers market with your perfect peach,now im in the basement, planning home invasion, now you laying face-down got me singing over a beat. Im so mature, im so mature, im so mature, got me a therapist to tell me theres other men, i don’t want none, i just want you,if i cant have you no one will. I i might kill my ex not the best idea, his new girlfriend is next how’d i get here? I might kill my ex. I still love him though, rather be in jail than alone, i did it all for love, did it all on no drugs, i did all this sober, i did it all for us, i did it all for love, i did it this on no drugs,i did all of this sober,don’t you know i did it all for us ohh, i just killed my ex, not the best idea,killed his girlfriend next how’d i get here? I just killled my ex, i still love him though, rather be in hell than alone….
