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Let me tell you a story
From the 25th story
Tell the chauffeur at the front door
To not show up
Cause you're done and outta luck
I fell so hard for it
Everybody knows that you're bad news
And I'm better off without you
Everybody knows except you
One two three four second chances
And I won't do that again
It coulda be love
It shoulda been something we're dreaming of
Told me to put you first
No one above
I said I did and I meant it
But you were the one
Not showing up for me
Never enough
Too late to tell me what you shoulda done
Kept what you had when you had it
Now you just lonely in Paris
Wishing that you still had this
Now you just have to imagine
All of the life that I'm having
Now you postin' at the party
Acting like you fine without me ooh
Tryna pretend like you forgot me
But we both know when it's over who you gonna call
So it's time to set the record straight
Nothing true in anything you say
Leaving the memory of you somewhere
On the Champs-élysée
It coulda be love
It shoulda been something we're dreaming of
Told me to put you first
No one above
I said I did and I meant it
But you were the one
Not showing up for me
Never enough
Too late to tell me what you shoulda done
Kept what you had when you had it
Now you just lonely in Paris
Wishing that you still had this
Now you just have to imagine
All of the life that I'm having
Now you just lonely in Paris
Wishing that you still had this
Now you just have to imagine
All of the life that I'm having having yeah