Let me show you where ya went wrong,
you know that our sex took us to and fro
Then you had the nerve to say you’re hurt,
and fix your mouth to blame the Cuervo
Then in me confide ,ya compromising,
I’m just like, you know what you chose.
I don’t wanna say it again, but here goes, fuck it, we’re just friends,
now where’s my clothes?
— Pharrell, You Know What
