Yeah, you broke my heart last week, When you you had slept with him. I know you called, I got all.
La, da, da, da, da, da.
Girl, you better love you got, Before you go and it away.
But, don't say that I don't you. 'Cause, oh, I know, all your type. the type of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night. And, oh, I know, you are feeling sad I don't bad. 'Cause, even after three text messages, missed calls, You still with my best friend.
Yeah, you got a lot of nerve, To say this was all my fault. I you called, I got them all.
La, da, da, da, da, da.
Girl, you love what ya got, Before you go, and it away.
But, don't say that I know you. 'Cause, oh, I know, all about type. You're the of girl, that texts all day, and talks all night. And, oh, I know, that you are sad I don't bad. 'Cause, even after three text messages, four calls, You still slept my best friend.
So, I sing, rain, rain, go away, come another day. I say, it's okay, to give a little hell to pay. And, every single time you your way into my sheets The hours to minutes, The days turn, weeks. And, I know, you're so cool, but I be a fool. For taking you in, and letting you win of my heart. And every time you make your way into my sheets, The move to minutes, The turn into weeks.
Rain, rain, go away, come again day. When I say, okay, to give a little hell, to pay. And, every single time you make your way into my The move to minutes, The turn, into weeks. And I know, you're so cool, but I be a fool. For taking you in and you win control of my heart. And, every time you make your way into my sheets, The move to minutes, The days turn weeks.
Oh, I know, all about type. You're the type of girl, that texts all day, and all night. And, oh, I know, that you are feeling sad, I don't bad 'Cause, even after text messages, four missed calls, You still slept my best friend.