Amy Songtext
I loaned you my guitar for a whole entire year
But I never said you could borrow my ex-boyfriend
Do you think I don’t have Internet and that I'd never hear
That kind of cringey album that you made about him?
Do you want the other half of my sandwich?
‘Cause I know how much you love my leftovers
You love my leftovers
There’s no way in hell you didn’t plan this
Did you use me closer?
But I never said you could borrow my ex-boyfriend
Do you think I don’t have Internet and that I'd never hear
That kind of cringey album that you made about him?
Do you want the other half of my sandwich?
‘Cause I know how much you love my leftovers
You love my leftovers
There’s no way in hell you didn’t plan this
Did you use me closer?
You had to get closer
Amy, I know you hate me
I wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I gave you all the clothes I didn't want anymore
Did he ever tell you that they looked familiar?
You used to look at us and say "I want a love like yours"
You got what you wanted, how's it feel to be a winner?
Do you want the other half of my credit card debt?
Because he still owes me money
Yeah, he still owes me money
You wrote a song about how he's just so good in bed
But he learned it from me
Yeah, he learned it from me
Amy, I know you hate me
I wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You put his name in a song like you had the right
But I had six years
And you had six nights
Amy, I know you hate me
Wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Amy, I know you hate me
Even though I didn't do shit to you
Yeah, it's baseless, but I'm gracious
I wrote this song so you'd have a reason to
Amy, I know you hate me
I wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I gave you all the clothes I didn't want anymore
Did he ever tell you that they looked familiar?
You used to look at us and say "I want a love like yours"
You got what you wanted, how's it feel to be a winner?
Do you want the other half of my credit card debt?
Because he still owes me money
Yeah, he still owes me money
You wrote a song about how he's just so good in bed
But he learned it from me
Yeah, he learned it from me
Amy, I know you hate me
I wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You put his name in a song like you had the right
But I had six years
And you had six nights
Amy, I know you hate me
Wish I could find a fuck to give
He didn’t love you
And so you blamed me
He wasn’t over me when you were under him
Amy, I know you hate me
Even though I didn't do shit to you
Yeah, it's baseless, but I'm gracious
I wrote this song so you'd have a reason to
