When it's on a platter for you
Then you pulled back when I try to make plans
More than two hours in advance, mm
I slam the door, I hit ignore
I'm saying, "No, no, no, no more"
I got you blocked, after this, an afterthought
I finally cut you off
I feel so much lighter like a feather with you off my mind (ah)
Floating through the memories like whatever, you're a waste of time (ah)
Your signals are mixed, you act like a bitch