Lyrics
"He's gonna kill me
I said I'd change it to John, fuck it"
Does your mum still buy your clothes
'Cause I know you're still at home
You're getting too old
All your moneys rolled up your nose
How's your business workin' out
Such an entrepreneur clown
How to win friends, influence them
Let you down
And I heard you're getting drunk at bars still
Overdrawing credit card bills
Slot machines casinos what's your deal
'Cause you're livin' like a baller
On a budget of 'bout twenty dollars
Plus my rent money you borrowed
And I think maybe you're lost
I'm exhausted always cutting you off
Stop calling me, Josh
And I don't wanna talk
When you're knockin' off drunk at four o'clock
I thought you were blocked
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
(Fuck off stop calling me, Josh)
I know you only call
Tryna patch things up and all
Maybe start with all the holes you left in the wall
And I think you're kinda narcissistic
You should see a therapist, it's getting all kinds of ridiculous
And I know you're gonna hear this song
On all the playlists it comes on
And all the girls who've dated Josh will
Sing a long and say
I think maybe you're lost
I'm exhausted always cutting you off
Stop calling me, Josh
And I don't wanna talk
When you're knockin' off drunk at four o'clock
I thought you were blocked
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
I think maybe you're lost
I'm exhausted always cutting you off
Stop calling me, Josh
And I don't wanna talk
When you're knockin' off drunk at four o'clock
I thought you were blocked
Fuck off stop calling me, Josh
WRITERS
Liam Quinn, Sharlee Curnow
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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