Sorry to your next ex

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(Chorus)
Sorry to your next ex
They must be perfect
Or they can’t reach the bar that you set

(Verse 1)
I’m not writing this to beg you back
Not here to say I wish we never had my heart attacked
But I’m sitting here thinking ‘bout the one who’ll come after me
And I almost feel bad for them — that’s the worst part, you see
You’ll tell them I was crazy, that I overreacted too
That I made up the patterns, that I treated you untrue
You’ll twist the story ‘til it fits the way you want it told
Make them think I was the problem, while your hands are still cold
You’ll love ‘em perfect for three months, then the mask begins to slip
Start small with the comments, “you’re so pathetic”
And when they finally speak up, you’ll act so confused
Like the way you treat them isn’t something you choose

(Chorus)
Sorry to your next ex 
They must be perfect 
Or they can’t reach the bar that you set 
So tell them I’m a bastard
Say that I was greedy
Never made you smile once
Whatever makes you happy
From this point I’m moving on 
‘Cause you’re already cut off
So sorry to your next ex

(Verse 2)
So go feed them whatever lies
To get yourself through, maybe look online
Somebody will love you
But not as much as I used to
I wonder if you’d write to them 
As much as you wrote to me
Then said I was the problem
That I was guilt tripping

(Bridge/hook)
So go cry about it 
I could really care less
Your trying to find someone
Better than , the, best
Because I let things slide way too much

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(Chorus) Sorry to your next ex They must be perfect Or they can’t reach the bar that you set (Verse 1) I’m not writing this to beg you back Not here to say I wish we never had my heart attacked But I’m sitting here thinking ‘bout the one who’ll come after me And I almost feel bad for them — that’s the worst part, you see You’ll tell them I was crazy, that I overreacted too That I made up the patterns, that I treated you untrue You’ll twist the story ‘til it fits the way you want it told Make them think I was the problem, while your hands are still cold You’ll love ‘em perfect for three months, then the mask begins to slip Start small with the comments, “you’re so pathetic” And when they finally speak up, you’ll act so confused Like the way you treat them isn’t something you choose (Chorus) Sorry to your next ex They must be perfect Or they can’t reach the bar that you set So tell them I’m a bastard Say that I was greedy Never made you smile once Whatever makes you happy From this point I’m moving on ‘Cause you’re already cut off So sorry to your next ex (Verse 2) So go feed them whatever lies To get yourself through, maybe look online Somebody will love you But not as much as I used to I wonder if you’d write to them As much as you wrote to me Then said I was the problem That I was guilt tripping (Chorus) Sorry to your next ex They must be perfect Or they can’t reach the bar that you set So tell them I’m a bastard Say that I was greedy Never made you smile once Whatever makes you happy From this point I’m moving on ‘Cause you’re already cut off So sorry to your next ex (Bridge/hook) So go cry about it I could really care less Your trying to find someone Better than , the, best Because I let things slide way too much (Chorus) Sorry to your next ex They must be perfect Or they can’t reach the bar that you set So tell them I’m a bastard Say that I was greedy Never made you smile once Whatever makes you happy From this point I’m moving on ‘Cause you’re already cut off So sorry to your next ex

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