Wrote A Song

I knew you'd be at Hysteria Working with people who hate me Not that it matters, but I'm winning frenzies And getting so good at Stacker Blindsided you in November Sorry, I know you remember Are you still mad or are you feeling forgiving? 'Cause you're looking like it's the latter I've been so careful with you, babe But I'm out late And being a saint is exhausting Sue me, I wanna be wanted Sue me, I wanna be wanted Sue me, I wanna be, sue me, I wanna be Sue me, I wanna be wanted Sue me, I wanna be wanted Sue me, I wanna be wanted Sue me, I wanna be, sue me, I wanna be Sue me, I wanna be wanted