The Book

Come on baby, tell me what's your secret
We were still together just last weekend
But you're already moving on
Like we weren't anything at all
Come on, baby, what's your secret?

Is it dragging my name through the dirt?
Is it blocking my number and telling everyone
You're the one who broke up with me first?
Is it sleeping around? 'Cause I can't figure out
How you let me go so easy
Like no part of you still needs me
'Cause if saying goodbye's supposed to look
Like it ain't hard to do then
Yeah, baby, you wrote the book

How do you already seem so happy?
Did you ever even care about me? Mmh
'Cause you're not wasting any time
Finding ways to twist the knife
How are you already so far past me
I'm just asking

Is it dragging my name through the dirt?
Is it blocking my number and telling everyone
You're the one who broke up with me first?
Is it sleeping around? 'Cause I can't figure out
How you let me go so easy
Like no part of you still needs me
'Cause if saying goodbye's supposed to look
Like it ain't hard to do then
Yeah, baby, you wrote the book

Is it treating me like I'm a slave?
Show up on a Friday with somebody I hate
And throwing it all in my face?
Like you're doing right now, girl, I can't figure out
How you let me go so easy
Like no part of you still needs me
If saying goodbye's supposed to look like
It ain't hard to do then
Yeah, baby, you wrote the book