He’s gone, he’s gone
You’re better off, I’m glad that he’s gone
He’s gone, he’s gone
You’re better off, I’m glad that he’s gone
I got a girlfriend, she’s got a boyfriend
She calls me crying every day
‘cause they got problems
He likes complaining, she’s compromising
Coming to me for real advice when he just playing
I can tell she loves him way too deep
He loves being fucking hard to please
Cover the basics, it’s pretty easy
He’s a bitch with some expectations