You ruined The 1975
Now I listen and think about getting high
In your bedroom, windows open
Mom is home but we're still smoking

You ruined The 1975
Now I listen and cry 'cause you sang
We share friends in Soho
While you told me that none of your friends know

And I hated you for that
But it's been two years now
And I really just hate you
For making me hate my favorite band