Crybaby, serial heartbreaker Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her
So many questions That's too many for me So many lessons So many girl of my dreams 'Cause I tend to overcomplicate I overlove, I underplay Get myself in situations Different people, different places Sensitive and not enough I'm not the best at breakin' up Too soon to rip the Band-Aid Sucker 'fore they fuck me up
Crybaby, serial heartbrеaker (Ah) Don't blame me, it's just thе way God made her (Ah) Ooh, serial heartbreaker Ooh, it's just the way It's just the way God made her
I like my alone time But I want somebody to hold I get what I want, I I keep it for a minute, then I let it go 'Cause I tend to contradict a lot I love you more, I love you not I hate it when you're there for me I like it when you hit the spot And every time I share too much You get in close and I give up So hurry, rip the Band-Aid off Hurry, baby, fuck me up
Crybaby, serial heartbreaker (Ah) Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her (Ah) Ooh, serial heartbreaker Ooh, it's just the way It's just the way God made her
Ooh-ooh-ooh Serial heartbreaker Ooh-ooh-ooh It's just the way God made her