BJ the Chicago Kid
Blame The Internet
[Intro]
Bada doo da doo, hey

[Verse 1]
My hands still smell like your hair
My sheets still smell like your skin
My car still has your playlist
My friends still ask how you've been

[Pre-Chorus]
And my phone has all of those texts
And that pic, yeah that pic that you sent up at 2am
I am, I am, trying so hard to get over you
With this phone in my hand, and

[Chorus]
How can I find someone else to love?
With this phone in my hand, it's pain per view
How can I find someone else to love?
With this phone in my hand, can't get over you
I blame the internet
I hate the internet

[Verse 2]
They know what you did last night
I seen your girl, guess you've got a nеw type
And you and I haven't spoke in a yеar
But one click and it feels like you're here
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause my phone has all of those texts
And that pic, yeah that pic that you sent up at 2am
I am, I am, trying so damn hard to get over you
With this phone in my hand, and

[Chorus]
How can I find someone else to love?
With this phone in my hand, it's pain per view
How can I find someone else to love?
With this phone in my hand, I can't get over you

[Outro]
Finally the call of shame, how are you?
I know it's your birthday, and we don't speak
But I thought about you, do you think about me?
Ooh, do you think about we?
I hate the internet
I blame the internet
Because of you, I hate the internet
Cause of you, I hate the internet
Ooh, Ooh