Serial Heartbreaker

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker
Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her

So many questions
That's too many for me
So many lessons
So many girl of my dreams

'Cause I tend to over complicate
I over love, I under play it
Get myself in situations
Different people, different places
Sensitive but not enough
I'm not the best at breaking up
Too soon to rip the Band-Aid off
A sucker for the fuck me up

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker
Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way
It's just the way God made her

I like my alone time
But I want somebody to hold
I get what I want, I
I keep it for a minute, then I let go

'Cause I tend to contradict a lot
I love you more, I love you not
I hate it when you're there for me
I like it when you hit the spot
Every time, I share too much
You get in close and I give up
So hurry, rip the Band-Aid off
Hurry baby, fuck me up

Crybaby, serial heartbreaker (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Don't blame me, it's just the way God made her (Ah-ah, ah-ah)
Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker
Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way
It's just the way God made her

Whoa-oh-oh, serial heartbreaker
Oh-oh-oh, it's just the way God made her

I like my alone time
But I want somebody to hold