Exes - Laura Carbone

I woke up it’s six am

And I’m tired of being in love with you again

At the porch I’m just cooling down

I am sick of romances it’s a matter of fact

And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na

Na na na na na na na

Hey na na na na

Na na na na na na na

My friends say it’s easy being sad

I’m running out of exes why can’t the boys be like man

I can’t stand being that hell of a girl

I just want someone to fuel my fire and a little bit more

And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na na

I throw my all my exes on em

Hey na na na na na

And all the tarts can have em

Hey na na na na na

I throw my all my exes on em

Hey na na na na na

And all the brats can have em

I woke up it’s six am

And I’m tired of being in love with you again

At the porch I’m just cooling down

I am sick of romances it’s a matter of fact

And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na

Na na na na na na na na

Hey na na na na

Na na na na na na na na

My friends say it’s easy being sad

I’m running out of exes why can’t the boys be like man

I can’t stand being that hell of a girl

I just want someone to fuel my fire and a little bit more

And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na na

I throw my all my exes on em

Hey na na na na na

And all the tarts can have em

Hey na na na na na

I throw my all my exes on em

Hey na na na na na

And all the brats can have em