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I was feeling low and you were just my type Thought you could be the one to get him off my mind, oh Faking you were him when you grabbed my hand though Mix a Rum and Coke 'cause you know that's what I like Oh, you're not used to no, everybody's swiping right So take me as your trophy, tell your boys that I'm a psycho If that's what makes you feel good, go You never made me feel good, no I hope that you enjoyed my show, oh-oh-ooh But you were just convenient at the time I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs While you were rocking with my hips I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah Yours were just convenient at the time Wouldn't call a code blue, think you made a typo You were just a body next to mine, I call you John Doe Now I'm getting high off all your little low blows (All your little low blows) You were just practice, hanging at the rooftops Pin me 'gainst your mattress until my heart stops It's a bad habit when I hit you with the gloves off That's what makes me feel good, so SongtexteYou never made me feel good, no I hope that you enjoyed my show, oh-oh-ooh But you were just convenient at the time I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs While you were rocking with my hips I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah Yours were just convenient at the time You were just convenient You were just convenient But you were just convenient at the time I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs While you were rocking with my hips I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah Yours were just convenient at the time Aus Songtexte Mania