Who The Fuck Are You?

Wait… hold on…

You look familiar…

Did we fight? Did we date?

Did you owe me money?

I’m sorry but…

You walked in like a movie scene,

Slow motion with your fake routine,

Sunglasses on when the sun went down,

Like everybody knows you in this town,

You said my name like we got history,

I checked my brain, still a mystery,

You’re talking ‘bout “remember when?”

Baby, I don’t even know where to begin,

Was it Vegas? Was it drama?

Were you friends with my mama?

Did you break my heart or just my phone?

I’m searching every memory I own,

You’re waiting for a big breakthrough,

But there’s only one thing I can say to you…

Who the fuck are you?

Standing there like you’re someone I knew,

Acting like a legend walking into the room,

But baby, I ain’t got a single clue,

Who the fuck are you?

Did you change your face? Did you change your shoes?

You say we were iconic, I’m confused,

Sorry, sweetheart, but who the fuck are you?

Na-na-na, not ringing a bell,

Na-na-na, oh well, oh well,

You remember me, that’s cute,

But who the fuck are you?

You said “Wow, fame really changed your soul,”

I said “Cool story, but I gotta go,”

You brought receipts from 2013,

Like baby, I don’t remember last week,

You said we had a summer romance,

A heartbreak song, a midnight dance,

I said “Are you sure that girl was me?”

“Cause honestly, that sounds exhausting,”

Were you toxic? Were you charming?

Were you cute or just alarming?

Did we laugh? Did we cry?

Did I block you? Tell me why,

You’re looking for some déjà vu,

But I’m still stuck here asking you…

Who the fuck are you?

Standing there like you’re someone I knew,

Acting like a legend walking into the room,

But baby, I ain’t got a single clue,

Who the fuck are you?

Did you change your face? Did you change your shoes?

You say we were iconic, I’m confused,

Sorry, sweetheart, but who the fuck are you?

Maybe you’re an ex, maybe you’re a friend,

Maybe you’re somebody I’ll forget again,

Maybe we were magic, maybe we were doomed,

Maybe you just walked into the wrong damn room,

Don’t take it personal, don’t be blue,

I forget passwords and birthdays too,

I’m sure you’re great, I’m sure that’s true…

But seriously…

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

You’re giving main character, I’ll give you that too,

But the flashback episode never came through,

My brain deleted every file of you,

Who the fuck are you?

No hate, no shade, just telling the truth,

You seem unforgettable, wish that was true,

One last question…

Who the fuck are you?

Wait…

OH MY GOD.

You’re my neighbor.

…My bad.