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We said

It'd never ever come to that

Let's pretend

It didn't even need to come to that

Again

'Cause I became your punching bag

And I'm done with that

I'm done with that

Sometimes it's like we're going to war

Back and forth now you're slamming the doors

Pour up a forth

Now I'm shooting shots back

Bottles all on the floor

While I'm popping more caps

I call you a whore

Like, "Who's that boy Jack?"

'Cause at 4 in the morning

You got a SnapChat

I know your password, just a couple of fours

So I tapped on the app and then tapped on the chat

Scrolled up to a few days back

He said, "Come in through thе backdoor; I left it just cracked."

He said, "You lеft your sweatshirt here; do you want it back?"

So I ask

"Who's that boy Jack?"

"Who's that boy Jack?"

Sometimes it's like we're going to war

Our room looks like a bomb went off in it

Broken bottles like Mazel Tov

But it's from knocking them off of

The tabletop they were on

After I told you to knock it off

And that this was the last straw

You got caught red handed

You love college like your Asher Roth

And you love Jackson

Now I'm asking

"Who's that boy Jack?"

You met him in your math class back then

Now he's adding; I'm subtracting

He can have you

'Cause I've had it

('Cause I've had it)