Lyrics
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Verse
Yeah, you must think you're funny calling him at 10 o'clock
You think he thinks you're pretty, I can guarantee he does not
I know you see me, do you think that you can win this game?
Yeah, you must think you're so attractive when you're playing dumb
The only thing you're showing him is how desperate you've become
I hope you trip over the boundaries that you've stepped right over
Pre-Chorus
But go ahead and shoot your shot
Baby, let me know how it goes
Know him better than you thought
And I think you should know
Chorus
You're his apocalyptic crush
He'd like you only if there was
No one left on Earth
Babe, I'm sorry if that hurts
But he's mine until then
You're his apocalyptic crush
If we all died, you'd be the one
Who'd get to kiss him in the ashes
So hey, what are the chances of World War III?
'Cause he's never gonna like you like he likes me
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