Pull up to the mirror, staring at my face

Gotta chop-chop all the extra weight

I've been carrying for 1460 days

Gotta, gotta, gotta clean my slate

And I might as well just tell you while I'm drunk, yeah

The truth is that I think I've had enough

Professionally messing with my trust

How could I confuse that shit for love?

So I gotta get you out my head now

I just cut you off

You out my head now

I just cut you off

When I'm without you

I don't overthink it, I just carry on

Get you out my head now

I just cut you off

I imagine all the endless places I could know

With a drop-drop and I let you go

All the possibilities I got from head to toe

Yeah they'd, yeah they'd, yeah they'd start to show

And I might as well just tell you while I'm drunk, yeah

The truth is that I think I've had enough

Emotionally messing with my health (ha)

How could I confuse that shit for love?

So I gotta get you out my head now

I just cut you off

You out my head now

I just cut you off

When I'm without you

I don't overthink it, I just carry on

Get you out my head now

I just (I just), I just

You out my head now (I just)

When I'm without

You out my head now

So I gotta get you out my head now

I just (I just), cut you off (yeah, I cut you off)

You out my head now

I just cut you off

When I'm without you

I don't overthink it, I just carry on

Get you out my head now

I just, I just (yeah)