I walked over to the guy at the bar
He said I smelt like whiskey and cheap cigars
I said don’t you recognise me
I’m sick of all these boys
So please allow all your vibes
I’m sipping on vodka two squeezes of lime
And in walks my ex, the one who wasted my time
I tried to not be bitter so I forced a smile
I’m tired of these boys who are afraid to love
They talk a lot of talk and then they just give you up
But I know who I am so I guess I’m in luck