[Chorus]
It's nine o'clock on the dot at the spot, and I'm hanging with her friends again
Great taste, beautiful place, and you're fashionably late
And I don't wanna be that guy that makes you sad, makes you cry again
Without a doubt, sorry about making out with your friends, go

[Verse 1]
I love the way that this began, started off right, so innocent
I'm letting you know, I'm letting you go, I want your best friend
I'm giving it up and asking why you seemed so shocked and so surprised
I'm sorry it hurts, I'm surely a jerk, I understand why you're mad

[Pre-Chorus]
Don't talk that crap when you call me back
As a matter of fact, don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
Everybody knows I'm wrong (Wrong)

[Chorus]
It's nine o'clock on the dot at the spot, and I'm hanging with her friends again
Great taste, beautiful place, and you're fashionably late
And I don't wanna be that guy that makes you sad, makes you cry again
Without a doubt, sorry about making out with your friends

[Verse 2]
It's got nothing to do with how you look, just another excuse to write a hook
I'm letting you know, she liked my post up on my Facebook
And after all, you're not my type, but all your friends are pretty nice
You know what I mean, stop making a scene and take some words of advice
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't talk that crap when you call me back
As a matter of fact, don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
Everybody knows I'm wrong (Right?)

[Chorus]
It's nine o'clock on the dot at the spot, and I'm hanging with her friends again
Great taste, beautiful place, and you're fashionably late
And I don't wanna be that guy that makes you sad, makes you cry again
Without a doubt, sorry about making out with your friends

[Bridge]
And I've got the topic conversation now
And I know I'm running out of time
It's not an honest demonstration now
You're not the only one, not the only one

[Pre-Chorus]
Don't talk that crap when you call me back
As a matter of fact, don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
Everybody, sing along, ah

[Interlude]
And I don't wanna be that guy that makes you sad, makes you cry again
Without a doubt; sorry about fucking all your friends (What?)
[Chorus]
It's nine o'clock on the dot at the spot, and I'm hanging with her friends again
Great taste, beautiful place, and you're fashionably late
And I don't wanna be that guy that makes you sad, makes you cry again
Without a doubt, sorry about making out with your friends

[Post-Chorus]
Making out with your friends
Making out with your friends

[Outro]
Without a doubt, sorry about having sex with all your friends, ha-ha