Tuesday, February 28

I haven't seen my ex since we broke up
Probably 'cause he didn't wanna grow up
Now I'm out and wearing something low-cut
'Bout to get attention from a grown up

'Cause you hold me like a woman
In a way I've never felt before
And it makes me wanna hold on
And it makes me wanna be all yours

Guys my age don't know how to treat me
Don't know how to treat me
Guys my age don't know how to touch me
Don't know how to love me good
Guys my age don't know how to keep me
Don't know how to keep me
Guys my age don't know how to touch me
Don't know how to love me good

All he ever wanted was to go down
What we supposed to do with all his friends around, yeah
Smoking weed, he'd never wanna leave the house
Got an empty cushion on that sofa now

Told him, "Good luck with the next one."
Maybe she'll be just as immature
Gotta thank him, he's the reason
That I know now what I'm looking for

So I'm never going back
No, I'm never going back