bummer!

{close-mic, dry vocal, half-laugh} Mm...

you're gonna hate this one.

(That's a bummer) {half-time drums,

warm Rhodes chords, tape-warped guitar

wobble} You unfollowed me on Tuesday,

refollowed me by two

Babe, that's not a clean break,

that's a bruise

New guy's got a boat — congrats,

I hope you float

I still got your toothbrush,

not that I'd ever gloat (that's a lie,

I'll gloat) {conversational, deadpan,

right on the mic} You can act brand new,

do your little "who is this?"

But three drinks deep you're a historian,

babe

— Every date, every song,

every kiss

And I'd hate to bring it up,

but... {harmonies stacking, slow filter sweep building tension} Heard you're doin' great

now — good for you,

babe, so am I

Weird how your car keeps dyin' right outside my drive

Tell him he can keep the beach,

the playlist, and the summer 'Cause you kissed him and you called

him MY name — that's a bummer (That's a bummer...

mm, big bummer) {wide open,

full stacks, G-funk synth glide,

garage reverb} His birthday's in October,

mine's the passcode on your phone

You made him watch our shows,

swore you found 'em on your own

I'm not sayin' I'm the one

— I'm sayin' you dial like it

Twelve missed calls in June...

girl, you got a type,

and I'm it {snottier,

smirking, dry close-mic}

So act brand new,

do your little "new number,

who's this?"

But three drinks deep you're a historian,

babe

Footnotes on every kiss And I'd hate to bring it up,

but... {harmonies stacking, slow filter sweep pulling open}

Heard you're doin' great now — good for you,

babe, so am I

Weird how your car keeps dyin' right outside my drive

Tell him he can keep the beach,

the playlist, and the summer 'Cause you kissed him and you called

him MY name — that's a bummer (That's a bummer...

mm, big bummer)

{wide open, full stacks,

handclaps, G-funk

whine} Okay — honest minute: I still sleep on my side of

the bed

Habit. Not a metaphor.

Don't make it a thing

(it's a thing)

...Anyway.

Where was I — {groove

drops out, skeletal sub-bass,

glassy folktronica plucks, dry confessional

vocal} Heard you're doin' great now — good for you,

babe, so am I

Weird how your car keeps dyin' right outside my drive

Tell him he can keep the beach,

the playlist, and the summer 'Cause you kissed him and you called

him MY name — that's a bummer (That's a bummer...

mm,

big bummer)

{filter rips wide open,

double-size groove, falsetto ad-libs,

laughing} Tell him I said hi.

Actually... don't.

He knows. {groove strips down,

single dry smug voice,

tape slowing down}