Wait, what is this feeling in my gut?

I swear I never get this way, only with you

And now it's just boiling my blood.

Wait, I haven't seen you in six months

I hoped I wouldn't recognize your face

But I did and I'm thinking it might be too much.

Sometimes I tell myself it happens for a reason

For a while I guess it kinda worked

But this time I can tell you it's a different feeling

It's worse.

I hate that I knew you and knew what you hated

Hate that I'd call, tell you all my mistakes

And I know how desperately you tried to "make it"

Guess I convinced myself you couldn't change.

Yeah, we used to talk, now you talk with two faces

Shit talking's something that's making you famous

Let me just say it's been bugging me lately

Hate that I know you, cause I know that you hate me.