[Verse 1: Mike Posner] I used to be a sweetheart I used to be alright I'd tell myself I love you But I'm creeping every night When I met you at the party And I told you you were pretty I was honestly just trying to score But you made me wait a week Just to kiss you on your cheek Now it's breaking my heart to break yours I said I loved you in the summer But will I love you in the fall? I thought I wasn't like the others Guess, I'm an a**hole after all [Hook: Mike Posner] Come September I'll be gone, gone, gone Come September I'll be gone, gone, gone [Verse 2: Mike Stud] Let's have a toast for the douchebags, Let's have a toast for the a**holes. Cause I'm the type to stay for the night And when the time is right, leave right out the back door. That's right, I'll be gone in an instant Out the back door like I play for Princeton. Yes, then it's on to the next one, Always in the air like I live with the Jetsons. Another night, another town, It's alright because the wife is not around. Damn, and I don't even care. I used to be a stand-up guy, now I need a chair. Yeah, and they digging my demeanor. Catching everything I throw at 'em like Molina. So I got a lot of numbers, I don't call though. Cause all I want to do is score more than Ronaldo. So we're headed to my condo, Then I pa** her off to my boys like Rondo. And she's a good sport cause she remembers, After this night, I'm gone till September. [Hook]