Laura Carbone - Exes

I woke up it's six am
And I'm tired of being in love with you again
At the porch I'm just cooling down
I am sick of romances it's a matter of fact
And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Hey na na na na
Na na na na na na na

My friends say it's easy being sad
I'm running out of exes why can't the boys be like man
I can't stand being that hell of a girl
I just want someone to fuel my fire and a little bit more
And in my head it goes

Hey na na na na na
I throw my all my exes on em
Hey na na na na na
And all the tarts can have em
Hey na na na na na
I throw my all my exes on em
Hey na na na na na
And all the brats can have em