Artist: Sabrina Carpenter
e, two One, two, three, woo The second I put my head on your chest She knew, she's got a real sixth sense Your namees up once and ites up twice here, she's back in your life Now she's on the same damn city on the same damn night yourmon sense What a coincidence Oh, na-na, na-na-na Oh, na-na, na-na-na Last week, you didn't have any doubts This week, you're holding space for her tongue in your mouth Now she's sendin' you some picturеs wearin' less and less Tryna turn thе past into the present tense, ooh Suckin' up to all of your mutual friends common sense You lost all yourmon sense When you told me the truth, minus seven percent Minus seven percent What a coincidence, uh Oh, na-na, na-na-na Oh, na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na, na-na-na What a surprise, your phone just died Your car drove itself Palm Springs looks nice, but who's by your side? Damn it, she looks kinda like the girl you outgrew Least that's what you said That's what you said What a coincidence Ooh, wow, you just broke up again What a coincidence Oh, na-na, na-na-na Oh, na-na, na-na-na Coincidence Na-na-na, na-na-na Coincidence Na-na-na, na-na-na Coincidence Na-na-na, na-na-na Coincidence
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