Lyric

You're not my type

Not even close

So why do I care

Who you're taking home?

You're not my type

That's what I said

Then why you running

Running through my head?

Oh no—

Look what you did

I don't like you

I like you a little bit

I don't wear red

But you said you like it

Now there's a red dress

Hanging in my closet

I hate that song

You played in your car

Now I know every word

Yeah, here we are

I used to sleep

With my phone face down

Now every little buzz

Got me turning around

This is embarrassing

Don't tell my friends

I swore I'd never

Do this again

Maybe it's nothing

Maybe I'm bored

Maybe I don't check

If you're online anymore

Maybe I'm lying

Okay, I am

'Cause when you say my name—

Damn

You're not my type

Not even close

So why do I care

Who you're taking home?

You're not my type

That's what I said

Then why you running

Running through my head?

I don't need you

I don't, I don't

I won't text you

I won't, I won't

...Who am I kidding?

Oh no—

Look what you did

I don't like you

I like you a little bit

You left your jacket

Back at my place

I could've called you

But I like it this way

Smells like your cologne

Yeah, that's kinda bad

I wore it to the store

And I felt like an idiot

My girls keep asking

"What's with your face?"

Nothing, shut up

Anyway—

Did he say

Anything 'bout me?

...Wait

Don't answer that

Maybe it's nothing

Maybe it's fun

Maybe I only smile

When your name comes up

Maybe I'm losing

Maybe you won

And I really hate

What you've—

Done

You're not my type

Not even close

So why do I care

Who you're taking home?

You're not my type

That's what I said

Then why you running

Running through my head?

I don't need you

I don't, I don't

I won't text you

I won't, I won't

...Who am I kidding?

Oh no—

Look what you did

I don't like you

I like you a little bit

A little bit

A tiny bit

Barely even

Worth mentioning

A little bit

That's all it is

So if you kissed me

I'd probably—

...let you

You're not my type

Yeah, that's a lie

'Cause when you walk in

I forget every guy

You're not my type

I take it back

Maybe you're exactly

Everything I like

I kinda need you

A little, I do

I wanna see you

A little... or two

Okay, whatever

You know what it is

I don't like you—

I like you way more than a little bit

Shit