Switched Up

Spilled on the floor Melt in my hands I gave you something you didn't wanna have Footprints in the snow Carved my name in a tree I get sentimental when I drink before three I don't know I wish that I hated you Even if I don't give a fuck I got love for what used to be Too bad, I ain't picking up It takes more to get through to me Tried to blame it on bad luck But the truth is that you switched up You choose when you're in and out of my life Grew up then grew out, it doesn't feel right Clouds are casting shadows on the skyline It's too late, and I don't really, I don't really wanna know Yeah, I don't really wanna know Even if I don't give a fuck I got love for what used to be Too bad, I ain't picking up It takes more to get through to me Tried to blame it on bad luck But the truth is that you switched up Ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh Blame it on, blame it on bad luck You can blame it on, blame it on bad luck (You can blame it on bad luck) (When the truth is that you switched up)