I've stopped looking for your truck
Every time I go somewhere
I don't scroll through the past anymore 'cause I don't care
I'm finally putting on the shirt I like
Tight jeans, big hoops with my hair up high
The least you could've done was give me the bar tonight
Why'd you have to come back in right then
Right when I was just getting good and gone?
Guess I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
You must've heard I was moving on
