Hotter Than My Ex

Oh, you really thought I wouldn’t notice?

Baby, please.

You traded down.

That’s cute.

Saw your new girl in the picture last night

Tried to play it cool, but damn, she ain’t my type

You used to tell your friends that I was too much

Now you’re watching every story, trying not to touch

I know you still remember how I walked in the room

How I had you losing sleep, how I had you obsessed

You can tell yourself you’re finally moving on

But your eyes say different every time you see me gone

I ain’t jealous, I’m amused

You really thought I’d lose

You found somebody new

But she ain’t got these moves

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Hotter than the whole damn world

You can try to find another me

But baby, that’s impossible, can’t you see?

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Better body, better pearls

You can keep your little rebound

I’m the one you still talk about

Oh-oh, hotter than your ex

Oh-oh, better than your next

Oh-oh, you know the truth

Nobody does it like I do

She got your hoodie, I got your passwords

She got your “baby,” I got your memories

She posts you like you’re some kind of prize

Meanwhile, you still double-tap my selfies late at night

Don’t get me wrong, girl, I ain’t mad at you

You didn’t steal my man, he just stopped being useful

If that’s what makes you happy, girl, go have your fun

Just don’t ask me why he still knows my number by heart

I ain’t jealous, I’m amused

You really thought I’d lose

You found somebody new

But she ain’t got these moves

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Hotter than the whole damn world

You can try to find another me

But baby, that’s impossible, can’t you see?

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Better body, better pearls

You can keep your little rebound

I’m the one you still talk about

Maybe she makes you happy

Maybe she’s everything you need

But if she’s so damn perfect

Why you still checking up on me?

Don’t hate me, baby

I didn’t make the comparison

You made your choice

Now live with the embarrassment

Who’s hotter?

Me.

Who’s better?

Me.

Who’s still living rent-free?

Me.

Who’s got you checking your phone at 3?

Me.

Damn right.

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Hotter than the whole damn world

You can try to find another me

But baby, that’s impossible, can’t you see?

I’m hotter than my ex’s new girl

Better body, better pearls

You can keep your little rebound

I’m the one you still talk about

Tell her I said hi.

Actually…

Don’t.

She’ll figure it out eventually.

I’m hotter than your ex.

And you fucking know it.