Lyrics: Conan Gray/Julia Michaels/Caroline Ailin/Ilya Salmanzadeh
Music: Conan Gray/Julia Michaels/Caroline Ailin/Ilya Salmanzadeh
Don't even finish that sentence, babe
Already know how this ends
You say, "We're breakin' up," what a shame
Don't even wanna stay friends
God
It's just so you, you're just so predictable
Won't you try something original?
Old news, reused, that's why I don't cry
'Cause I got a feelin'
You're comin' back just like you have in the past
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You'll be sendin' me trash you shoulda left in the drafts
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You'll see me moving on and hate that I'm gone
I can see it, you're comin' back
Call me a telepath
Now's about the time the boredom hits (Oh, look)
There you are at my door
Drunk and asking me for a kiss
When yesterday you said that you hate my guts
Now you're back in love?
It's so you, you're just so predictable
Won't you try something original?
Old news, reused, that's why I don't cry
'Cause I got a feelin'
You're comin' back just like you have in the past
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You'll be sendin' me trash you should've left in the drafts
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You'll see me moving on and hate that I'm gone
I can see it, you're comin' back
Call me a telepath
But I betcha, I betcha, I betcha, I betcha
I'll call you when I'm cryin', yeah
I betcha, I betcha, I betcha, I betcha
You'll return in perfect timing
And I won't stop you from tryin'
'Cause I got a feelin'
You're comin' back just like you have in the past (Woah)
Yeah, I got a feelin'
You'll be sendin' me trash you should've left in the drafts
Yeah, I got a feelin' (Inside)
You'll see me moving on and hate that I'm gone
I can see it, you're comin' back (Oh-woah)
Call me a telepath
Call me a telepath, woah
Call me a telepath
Call me a telepath, oh
Call me a telepath