When she sits me down and says
I've slept with 50+ people but that’s in my past baby
Doesn't change the fact I'm instantly judging you
New information, new insight, new conclusions maybe
Your heads been filled with false praise
You were complimented but you were deceived
Their intent to get in your pants, to get laid
You thought their intent was love so they had you believe
But unlike others that will lead you on
To inevitably only add another notch to your body count tally
I'll decline, hope you find what you're after with someone else
My search continues, this curtain has closed, arrivederci
