Don’t Go Back To His Ass Lyrics – Audrey Hobert

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[Intro]
Don’t go back to his ass, that s*it is a trap
It never lasts, so don’t go back to his ass

[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, you’re here again
Crying in your bed at 6 p.m
The city sounds like gin and tonic and old friends from college
And something sad and honest opinions
And olives and he’s probably with a girl (Hate to break it to ya)
And she’s probably playing with her pearls and nodding violently at everything he says
He loves that, oh God, you’re crying again

Just shut the window and remember what I said

[Chorus]
Don’t go back to his ass, that s*it is a trap
It never lasts, so don’t go back to his ass
Much better to laugh from just where you’re sat
I don’t know, it’s hard, I know he’s funny
But baby, don’t go back to his ass

[Post-Chorus]
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

[Verse 2]
Oh-oh, remember when he made you feel like he wouldn’t fidget if you were dead in the ditches
And all his exes were b!tches, his boss was just out to get him
Oh man, we just should’ve let him, don’t you think? Oh, please
If you’re gonna be in bed all night, it really should be fun
But every sappy movie makes you feel like he’s the one (He’s the one)
But he’s not (But he’s not)
‘Cause if he was (If he was)
He wouldn’t say, “I love you,” then run, so

[Chorus]
Don’t go back to his ass, that s*it is a trap
It never lasts, so don’t go back to his ass

Much better to laugh from just where you’re sat
I don’t know, it’s hard, I know he’s pretty
But baby, don’t go back to his ass

[Post-Chorus]
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Girl, you’re so much better than that
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da

[Bridge]
Leave my friend alon
o fetch it, it’s a bone
You were never worth the time or mind (Ah)
So please forgive the tone, but I hate the second we’re alone
You looked down to check your phone
Or the crinkle in your eye when I don’t fake laugh at all your jokes (Ah)
I’m not buying what you’re selling, I’m sure you’d love it if I did
And I bet you wonder if I’m jealous, if you were flipping me in bed (Ah)
Just know, when you realize you lost her
That it’s certainly for good
‘Cause I got her locked up in a cell, I’m screaming in her face my famous words

[Chorus]
Don’t go back to his ass, that s*it is a trap
All breaks, no gas, just don’t go back to his ass
Much better to laugh from just where you’re sat
I know, it’s hard

[Post-Chorus]
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Oh, la-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da