Can't Complain!

She was the kinda girl
Who would call you up
And then leave you hanging
I've had enough
But when I think I hate it
Yeah but I still taste it
She was the kinda girl
Who would kiss your friends
Say it never happened
Let's try again
But when I think I hate it
Yeah but I still taste it
And I'll taste it
Again
Again and again and again
And again

She was stoned when I came home
Said she used to smoke with Post Malone
"He's such a nice guy
And you'd get along"
She'd snap a pic
Send to her ex
Said "I hate this town
But I like the sex
And you're such a nice guy
And I can't just leave you behind"
But when you did
It was all okay
Cause you never said it was more than that
And I can't complain

Yeah I can't complain
Yeah I can't complain
I still like the taste
Of disappointment

I got you up against your hand-me-down sedan
And it's four A.M. and I can't let go of you
When I have you
When you're in the mood to love me
I said I'm not quite in the state to fuck
But I guess it didn't really mean that much
We did it anyway
Cause I always, always fucking cave

I can't complain, yeah I can't complain
I can't complain
Yeah I can't complain, yeah I can't complain
Signed up for it anyway
I can't complain, yeah I can't complain
But I saw you in my sweater the other day
I can't complain, yeah I can't complain