123 Lyrics by Claire Rosinkranz
I’m sorry
I know that you were hopin’
To break something already broken
Guess you won’t get the chance
‘Cause we finished this dance
I’m wasting your time
And by the way, you’re a shitty dancer
I don’t wanna say I love you
‘Cause that’s a little
That’s a lotta cliché taboo
Eye to eye
Got me high
Trippin’ over my shoes
On the concrete
Got me
Sick like the flu
Down for the count
Like one, two, three
Everybody’s falling in, it everybody but me
(Wait a minute) Wait a minute
I got somewhere to be
On the concrete
Running ’cause I’m outta your league
(I, I) I just want to mess up what we have
(I, I) Maybe you should listen to my dad
(I, I) Stop holding onto things you know won’t last
Leave the past
In the past
It’s the past
Bitch
Don’t me call me
We’ve already spoken
Think you can fix me
Are you joking?
Down for the count
Like one, two, three
That’s a little
That’s a lot
Too much for me
Kind of thought to myself
Like you plus me
On the sidewalk, oh
That’d be something to see
I was looking at my phone
Are you on your way?
If you wanna book me, boy, call CAA
I move on fast
I don’t really wanna play
Get outta my way
Get outta my way
(I, I) I just want to mess up what we have
(I, I) Maybe you should listen to my dad
(I, I) Stop holding onto things you know won’t last
Leave the past
In the past
It’s the past
Na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na
(I, I) Stop holding onto things you know won’t last
Leave the past
In the past
It’s the past
Bitch