I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch, whoa
You’ll never catch us, so just let me be Said, “I’ll be fine ’til the hospital or American embassy”
Miss Flack said, “I still want you back” Yeah, Miss Flack said, “I still want you back”
I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you, oh, whoa
They say the captain goes down with the ship So when the world ends, will God go down with it?
Miss Flack said, “I still want you back” Yeah, Miss Flack said, “I still want you back”
I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you
What a catch, what a catch, what a catch, what a catch, whoa
I will never end up like him Behind my back, I already am Keep a calendar, this way you will Always know
I said, I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch And all I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one Who gave up on you, who gave up on you
Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won’t find out what I know You were the last good thing about this part of town
We’re going down, down in an earlier round And sugar, we’re goin’ down swinging I’ll be your number one with a bullet A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
Dance, dance, we’re falling apart to halftime Dance, dance, and these are the lives you’d love to lead Dance, this is the way they’d love If they knew how misery loved me
This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race This ain’t a scene, it’s a goddamn arms race
One night, yeah and one more time Thanks for the memories, even though they weren’t so great He tastes like you Only sweeter
Growing up Growing up
I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match What a catch, what a catch