I was feeling low and you were just my type
Thought you could be the one to get him off my mind, oh
Faking you were him when you grabbed my hand though
Mix a Rum and Coke 'cause you know that's what I like, oh
You're not used to No, everybody's swiping right, so
Take me as your trophy, tell your boys that I'm a psycho
(Psycho, psycho)

If that's what makes you feel good, go
You never made me feel good, no
I hope that you enjoyed my show, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh

But you were just convenient at the time
I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs
While you were rocking with my hips
I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah
Yours were just convenient at the time

Wouldn't call a code blue, think you made a typo
You were just a body next to mine, I call you John Doe
Now I'm getting high, off all your little low blows
(Low blows, low blows, all your little low blows)
You were just practice, hanging at the rooftops
Pin me 'gainst your mattress - until my heart stops
It's a bad habit when I hit you with the gloves off

That's what makes me feel good, so
You never made me feel good, no
I hope that you enjoyed my show, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh

But you were just convenient at the time
I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs
While you were rocking with my hips
I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah
Yours were just convenient at the time

You were just convenient
You were just convenient

But you were just convenient at the time
I'm sorry if you couldn't see the signs
While you were rocking with my hips
I was thinking 'bout his lips, yeah
Yours were just convenient at the time