Voicemail

Let me tell you a little story how it all went south I was visiting the homies back in my hometown We went out to the bars that we could never get into And then I saw a pretty face I knew I once knew No, the prom queen didn't peak in high school She said, "Hey, how are you, tell me what you been up to" Then talk turned to drinks Drinks turned to dancing all night It felt like a dream But something didn't sit right Now I've got a voicemail that I should delete And a couple of pictures she shouldn't have sent me Now I've got a problem that I didn't need Kinda made a mess, now I'm in too deep Yeah, I'd be surprised if I made it to the end of the week 'Cause I got a voicemail that I should delete And she's got a boyfriend, and he's gonna kill me Na-na, na-na, na-na-na, oh Na-na, na-na, I didn't know My friends told me what I wish I knew at the jump She's got a tendency to have a little too much fun And when I called her in the morning, that's when he picked up Said, "Boy, you got a big storm coming" Like oh shit, knew what she was doing Sweeping me off my feet and making me look stupid Didn't do it on purpose, but gotta face the music Oh God, I'm a dead man running 'Cause I got a voicemail that I should delete And a couple of pictures she shouldn't have sent me Now I got a problem that I didn't need Kinda made a mess, now I'm in too deep Yeah, I'd be surprised if I made it to the end of the week 'Cause I got a voicemail that I should delete And she's got a boyfriend, and he's gonna kill me Na-na, na-na, na-na-na, oh Na-na, na-na, I didn't know Na-na, na-na, na-na-na, oh Na-na, na-na, I didn't know Let me tell you a little story how it all went south How a great time turned so upside down But it was fun while we had it, right? And tell your mans, I apologize Now I've got a voicemail that I should delete And a couple of pictures she shouldn't have sent me Now I got a problem that I didn't need Kinda made a mess, now I'm in too deep Yeah, I'd be surprised if I made it to the end of the week 'Cause I got a voicemail that I should delete And she's got a boyfriend, and he's gonna kill me Na-na, na-na, na-na-na, oh Na-na, na-na, I didn't know Na-na, na-na, na-na-na, oh Na-na, na-na, I didn't know