You were big city living
Girlfriend like Eva Mendes
Until your side chick called you up
Saying that she might be pregnant
Now you're alone and crying
Inside, you're slowly dying
Cause Magic Mike just got your key

That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up

Babe

You were the man in college
Got a degree in awesome
And had more zeroes in your bank
than all the Matrix coding
Now you're in your mama's basement
Cause you spend every paycheck
The IRS your new best friend

That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up
That's how you know you fucked up

Uh, yeah
You used to be the big spender
Grabbing the check every dinner
Showing out to your girlfriend's best friends
Just so they could wish they was with you
You ain't wanna hit the club but the pressure
Got you out trying to get a table and a picture
Everybody Snapchat pictures
But ain't nobody trying to drive on the liquor