You better wake up wake up
Who’s that girl on your phone?
Eyelashes under your nightstand
That don’t smell like your cologne
Ooo
Washed your draws, cooked your steak and spaghetti
Holding on but my heart won’t let me
Loved you how stupid so foolish
You got me back on my bullshit
Tell me it’s in my head
Oh
Draco in my hand
You better wake up wake up
Who’s that girl on your phone? (Who’s that girl)
Eyelashes under your nightstand
That don’t smell like your cologne
No
Oh
What you gotta say?
You better wake up wake up (oh)
Who’s that girl on your phone?
That’s not my hair on your bedsheets
You said you were all alone (oh oh oh)
Make your bed 6 feet under
Hit it home like a Louisville slugger
I can play the game too, motherfucker
I’m ‘a show you
Show you
Don’t tell me it’s in my head eeeeee
(It’s in my it’s in my head)
Don’t tell
Draco in my hand
Hand eeeeeee
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmmm
Don’t tell me it’s in my head
Mmmm
Mmm
Ooo
Oh it’s all
Oh
You better wake up wake up
Who’s that girl on your phone? (Who’s that girl)
Eyelashes under your nightstand
That don’t smell like your cologne
What you gotta say?
Tell me it’s all lies
Tell me it’s all lies
Still won’t change my mind (Why should I spare life? )
No no no no
wake up who’s that girl on your phone?