[Verse 1] Yeah; I was at a show Backstage untying my shoes There was your friend from Wireimage Standing beside her was you And Nigo told me don't do it My nice image would go into fumes But the head without the ears heard it So you end up in my room [Hook] Textin' me a hundred times, callin' me a hundred times Hope it is not you this time, damn I gotta change my line Textin me you're gonna die, call the psychiatric line Friends and family should know why, reportin' this as a crime I bet you heard this song wanna know who I'm talkin' 'bout I said I bet you heard this song wanna know who I'm talkin' 'bout I bet you heard this song wanna know who I'm talkin' 'bout I bet you heard this song wanna know who I'm talkin' 'bout--YOU! [Repeat 2X] Hoo-hoo Yeah baby! [Verse 2] And on those frustrated nights E-mails that could evoke tears (I like you, I like you) (I love you, I think I'm dying) My friend asked me for your e-mail address She said she'd take it from here She said she'd tried to walk you through the picture (He doesn't like you) But for you nothing is clear (why?) Now she too is frustrated and damn That's been a year [Hook] [Repeat 2X] Hoo-hoo Yeah baby! [Interlude: Shay] As you listen to this song I hope your thought process evolves It's not your reasoning that's wrong Its that deep down everything is gone The place is empty, no lights on Instead happiness should be sprawled Across the face of your heart's wall But you'll press pause and you'll just call {*phone dialing*} [Repeat 2X] Awww baby, you can't help yourself [Hook] [Repeat 2X] Hoo-hoo Yeah baby! YOU~! The saxophone makes my head hurt