"Rebecca" lyrics

Queue me and my baby's exes
And my exes' exes
And their exes' exes
And all my girlfriends', boyfriends' exes
Still texting and it tests me
I'm guilty, arrest me
But why the hell is there no trauma please?

It's retroactive jealousy
I might as well commit a crime
Like it's alright to waste my time
If you want, just go and leave me
Oh God, oops, I didn't mean it
Just when I start feeling needy
Here she comes and I go crazy

Oh, Rebecca
Baby, you bitch
You need a therapist
I, I try not to hate ya
Losing my shit
You made me like this
I wish I could kiss ya
Like you're my mister
It'd be so cool
To be cool with you
But, oh, oh, Rebecca
I hate ya, I hate ya
I hate ya, I hate ya

Her lips, last kiss
Something I gotta deal with
Kick brick by brick
When I'd rather give you peace
It's beginning to look a lot like drama
Bending dimbasana
Let's get drunk back at Havana

Oh, Rebecca
Baby, you bitch
You need a therapist
I, I try not to hate ya
Losing my shit
You made me like this
Wish I could kiss ya
Like you're my mister
It'd be so cool
To be cool with you
But, oh, oh, Rebecca
I hate ya, I hate ya
I hate ya, I hate ya

Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you but I hate ya
Wanna love you, wanna love you

Oh, Rebecca
Oh, Rebecca
Oh, Rebecca

Oh, Rebecca
Baby, you bitch
You need a therapist
I, I try not to hate ya
Losing my shit
You made me like this
I wish I could kiss ya
Like you're my mister
It'd be so cool
To be cool with you
But, oh, oh, Rebecca
I hate ya, I hate ya
I hate ya, I hate ya