I don’t need your maybe, don’t sell me that line
My name ain’t your echo, so don’t say it twice
Keep your roses in your pocket, your midnight regrets
I already paid off all your selfish debts
I wrote “NO” in lipstick on my rearview glass
Turned your thunder into whispers when I hit the gas
Every “baby please” just ricochets low
Hear it bounce off the beat—N-O, N-O