1-800-FUCK-YOU

[Intro – Soft humming, reverb] (mmm… yeah…)

“Thank you for calling… your last goodbye…” (last goodbyyyyye…)

Echo fades…

You hit my phone at 2 a.m., your voice all shaky (shaky-yuh),

Sayin’ you miss me, sayin’ you need somebody to save you lately (save me…).

But every time I let you back inside, you break me (break me down),

Same old cycle, same old lies, boy you drive me crazy (crazy-yuh).

I gave you chances, gave you time, gave you all my truth (all of it),

You only show up in the night when the world’s rude (uh-huh).

So I left you somethin’ easy, somethin’ overdue (long overdue)—

A hotline tailor-made for you (for you-oooh).

I can’t be your lifeline anymore (no mo-oore),

I closed that chapter, locked that door (slam it shut).

If you’re still wonderin’ what you’re supposed to do (what you gon’ do?)…

There’s a number waitin’ just for you (f’ you-oooh).

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So call 1-800-FUCK-YOU, (fuck yooouu—yeah)

If you still lookin’ for my heart, it won’t come through (can’t come thru).

Press 1 for the lies that you can’t undo (can’t undo),

Press 2 for the tears that you never grew (you never grew).

If you’re hopin’ that I’ll come runnin’ back to you— (keep dreamin’)

Baby, that’s option 3… but it’s blocked for you (blocked for you-oooh).

So call 1-800-FUCK-YOU,

Where the hold line sings a better tune than you ever knew (better than you ever kneeeew).

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Now I’m vibin’, slow drivin’, city lights collidin’ (skrrrt),

Peace finally findin’ me without you slidin’ (no more slidin’).

Had to let go just to feel brand-new (brand-neeeew),

Had to drop the weight and the noise that was you (cut it loose).

My phone feels lighter without your storm (so light),

My nights feel warmer without your cold norms (mmm-hmm).

If you still tryna chase what you already blew (already blew it)—

I left you somethin’ simple you can always run to (run to-ooo).

Ooh… I won’t pick up, no I won’t fall through (won’t fall)…

Ooh… you had your chance, now I’m brand-new (brand-neeeew)…

So if your heart keeps dialin’ outta the blue (outta the bluuee)…

There’s only one line left for you (just one—yeah)…

Just call 1-800-FUCK-YOU (fuck you-oooh)

If you still lookin’ for my heart, it won’t come through (won’t come thru).

Press 1 for the lies that you can’t undo (undo-ooo),

Press 2 for the tears you never grew (never grew).

If you’re hopin’ that I’ll come runnin’ back to you— (keep hopin’)

Baby, that’s option 3… but it’s blocked for you (BLOCKED—yeah).

So call 1-800-FUCK-YOU,

Where the hold line sings a better tune than you ever knew (knew-oooh).

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Oooo goose youre so good