Distraction will be the death of me
Oh, assumption is the mother of all fuck ups
And I've been assuming that things are all working out
But this won't be the first time that I've been wrong about you

You're so smart
So my love just ain't enough baby that's okay
I was thinking about fucking myself anyway

It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good
You cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

Affectionately, you fucked me over
Depression is the devil on my shoulder
That I can't suppress and I feel the desperation
No longer recognise the face that's staring back at me

Are you sure that it can't be like before?
Every signal you sent went over my head
And missed the whole point again

It's not like me to be so weak
You got me good
You cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

Apologies, apologies
They just don't work
She walks away
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century

You got me, you got me good
You cut me, yeah, you cut me deep
It's honestly, probably
The heartbreak of the century