Other girl's boyfriends always buy me drinks.
We talk and we touch and we dance and we flirt.
I get him to take me home with one small wink.
And in the back of the Uber, his hands are under my skirt.  

Other girl's boyfriends always know what to say.
Calling me pretty and moaning my name.
They run their fingers through my hair and always want to play.
It's too late to stop now. I'm too good at this game.

Other girl's boyfriends are much more fun.
I love the attention and I hate being alone.
And honestly, this isn't even the worst thing I've done.
I just kiss him on the cheek, and he drives me home.

Other girl's boyfriends never blow up my phone.
I don't have to come up with excuses for why I can't hang out.
Although I have been told, "leave my man alone".
I'll still get that "you up?" text, without a doubt.

I know other girl's boyfriends aren't mine.
I know this, but I always end up spending time with them.
Helping break another girl's heart is anything but fine,
yet it's something I can't keep myself from...

Other girl's boyfriends eventually leave.
I'm always grateful when they stop calling.
Always sad to see them go, but I never grieve.
I miss the attention, but I am not known for falling.

I have a bad habit
And it is other girl's boyfriends.
I try so hard to be a better person,
but just hasn't been working.