Blame The Internet

Bada doo da doo, hey

My hands still smell like your hair

My sheets still smell like your skin

My car still has your playlist

My friends still ask how you've been

And my phone has all of those texts

And that pic, yeah that pic that you sent up at 2am

I am, I am, trying so hard to get over you

With this phone in my hand, and

How can I find someone else to love?

With this phone in my hand, it's pain per view

How can I find someone else to love?

With this phone in my hand, can't get over you

I blame the internet

I hate the internet

They know what you did last night

I seen your girl, guess you've got a nеw type

And you and I haven't spoke in a yеar

But one click and it feels like you're here

Cause my phone has all of those texts

And that pic, yeah that pic that you sent up at 2am

I am, I am, trying so damn hard to get over you

With this phone in my hand, and

How can I find someone else to love?

With this phone in my hand, it's pain per view

How can I find someone else to love?

With this phone in my hand, I can't get over you

Finally the call of shame, how are you?

I know it's your birthday, and we don't speak

But I thought about you, do you think about me?

Ooh, do you think about we?

I hate the internet

I blame the internet

Because of you, I hate the internet

Cause of you, I hate the internet

Ooh, Ooh