Its 2am and we
Still cant go to sleep
Mascara warpaint
Is running down your cheeks
And I cant believe you think the future is your past
Ive heard the stories of your Exs
Twisted boys from Texas, guys
From Southern California who would always mess with
Every bit of trust, but when it came to us
I thought things were gonna be a little different
Oooooo, Im nothing but a (x2)
Future Ex, and I must confess I didnt really see it coming
Thought ya loved me baby
Its 3am and we
Decide who gets to keep
All of the things we got together
Now we split apart our dreams
Does that mean
You now own a little piece of me
I guess from all the tears you cried
You think maybe we should try to have one last love
Under covers say goodbye
In the morning you can go your way and Ill go mine
All of a sudden we kiss like we mean it
It feels like the first time
We both cant believe it
But the story never changes
Itll be back to
The old ways soon
Bandaid for a bullet wound
You say, thats what lovers do
I guess Im nothing more than that to you