This is the mid-album ballad from No Boys Allowed, out next Tuesday. The sharp crack snare is the repeated Pavlov sound of getting mad at yourself over-again for believing anyone who suggests you fall in love with them while falsely claiming they will never let you down. Boys and ladies, y'all are both allowed to make more room for elastic, forthcoming and admittedly botched loving in the next year. If you can't handle the truth or don't prefer it's ugliness, stay "Me Myself and I" side.
