Fashionably Late

Lyrics

[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