What are you tryna be
Standing there staring at me
With your hat on jeans
low trying to impress me
Where are you gonna go
When you no longer
sleep in this home
Cause I've found
my lipstick stained glass
Next to your phone
I should've been crying
but I'm laughing
At what we used to be
We should've been
something now we're nothing
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Why are you looking my way
When I have nothing left to say
Tryna take that trust back
Do you wanna play
I'm not even gonna try
Listening to your lies
Wanna cut back trying
Yours then say goodbye
I should've been crying
but I'm laughing
At what we used to be
We should've been
something now we're nothing
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to
Now who'll I turn to