Pretty girls on your phone Who you've said that you known since school I believe you don't sweat Start a fight on British time It's not your fault, it's always mine It's cool, then later, you say you regret it
When I'm alone You don't know The places my mind goes
This one likes what you like And this one wears what you wear Loves music I've never heard before 'Till I met you When you're looking at me I wonder what do you see I'm my own worst enemy
I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy
Can't help myself, I give you hell Going through her carousel It's true, she looks nothing like me I care too much 'bout what you think But I can't believe in you blindly
This one likes what you like And this one wears what you wear Loves music I've never heard before 'Till I met you When you're looking at me I wonder what do you see I'm my own worst enemy
I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy (own worst enemy) I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy I'm my own worst enemy (I'm my own worst enemy)
Can't help myself, I give you hell (I'm my own worst enemy) Going through her carousel (I'm my own worst enemy) Can't help myself, I give you hell (I'm my own worst enemy) Going through her carousel I blame myself, 'cause I can tell (I'm my own worst enemy) I know it's hard for you as well (I'm my own worst enemy) For you as well (I'm my own worst enemy) Fuck you as well
Compositores: POM POM, Andrea Flowers, Julia Gurule & Sara Aarons