Put your heart on your wrist,
I put my heart up on my wrist.
Six hundred for the gloss
One hundred for the gliss
Credit cards to the max
... man **** my ex.


I took A stroll by the park
it was cold and it was dark
I saw someone called but I missed it
Wish it was you but I’m trippin...

Sometimes I think you’re gunna text
I wish I had guide of getting over my ex
Cause ever sense you left I haven’t been the same since.