(Everything, everything, everything I′m not)

You never do the right thing

But you always know exactly what to say (ah, ah)

Like telling me you love me

When I finally get the nerve to walk away (ah, ah)

You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit

God, you′re so full of it

Saying that, "I'm your everything", and I'm like, "Oh my God, just stop"

I′m not your mother, not your miss

Not your late-night therapist

Not your lover, not your friend

Not some ex you′ll touch again

Not your future, not your wife

Not forever, not tonight

Does it make you sad, everything you lost?

Now everything you had is everything I'm not

(Everything, everything, everything I′m not)

Such a classic

"Only buy me flowers when you mess up" type of guy (ah, ah)

Now roses make me sad

'Cause I like lilies, but you don′t listen to what I like (ah, ah)

You only get sentimental when it's for your benefit

God, you′re so full of it

Saying that, "I'm your everything", and I'm like, "Oh my God, just stop"

I′m not your mother, not your miss

Not your late-night therapist

Not your lover, not your friend

Not some ex you′ll touch again

Not your future, not your wife

Not forever, not tonight

Does it make you sad, everything you lost?

Now everything you had is everything I'm not

(Ah, ah, everything I′m not)

Does it make you sad, everything you lost?

Now everything you had is everything I'm not