Don′t even finish that sentence babe
Already know how this ends
You say we're breaking up
What a shame
Don′t even wanna stay friends
God
It's just so you
You're just so predictable
Won′t you try something original?
Old news, reused
That′s why I don't cry
′Cause I got a feelin'
You′re comin' back
Just like you have in the past
Yeah, I got a feeling
You′ll be sendin' me trash
You shoulda left in the drafts
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You′ll see me movin′ on
And hate that I'm gone
I can see it
You′re comin' back
Call me a telepath
Now′s about the time the boredom hits
Oh look, there you are at my door
Drunk and asking me for a kiss
When yesterday you said
That you hate my guts
Now you're back in love?
It′s so you
You're just so predictable
Won't you try something original?
Old news, reused
That′s why I don′t cry
'Cause I got a feelin′
You're comin′ back
Just like you have in the past
Yeah, I got a feeling
You'll be sendin′ me trash
You shoulda left in the drafts
Yeah I got a feelin'
You'll see me movin′ on
And hate that I′m gone
I can see it
You're comin′ back
Call me a telepath
But, I betcha, l betcha, I betcha, I betcha
I'll call you when I′m cryin', yeah
I betcha, I betcha, I betcha, I betcha
You′ll return in perfect timing and I won't stop you from tryin'
′Cause I got a feelin′
You're comin′ back
Just like you have in the past
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You′ll be sendin' me trash
You shoulda left in the drafts
Yeah, I got a feelin′
(inside)
You'll see me movin' on
And hate that I′m gone
I can see it
You′re comin' back
Call me a telepath
Call me a telepath
(whoa)
Call me a telepath
Call me a telepath
(oh)
Call me a telepath
Writer(s): Julia Michaels, Ilya Salmanzadeh, Caroline Ailin, Conan Gray
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