You come to me asking for a favour
I'm dodging you because you keep on trying to sell me bonds
It's kind of strange, but I'll listen to you anyway...
You're feeling lonely at 23-I get it, but I know you're just trying to get laid
And love won't start if you think it's a game of base hits
Or a lover's motions to get someone to share secrets with
You come to me asking for a favour, but I don't care for your calls
I send you down to voicemail every time, because I don't care
F*ck right off
I'm not a beggar for a friend that acts like he always knows better and forces me to feed
And if you're drowning on that glass of red wine well, I think you get it, you probably deserve it
Because you know that she was only 23, and she don't owe you anything, a kiss, a hug
A lover's motions to make you feel comfortable with
Don't you get the picture anymore?
I don't care for you anymore