Upgraded (Reimagined)

Three years this August
Since the day our love was discarded
Picture me, sick, thin, sitting in a restaurant
With a coward who couldn't call it
Sushi on Smith Street
Was debuting a new pair of flare jeans
When I spoke the words that you wouldn't say aloud
But you were clearly thinking in each given moment

There's no way to know if I need to let you go
'Til we try being alone and embrace it
So we shared a bottle of red
Bookendеd us in your bed
I didn't know it then, but let's facе it

Now I'm the name you're never escaping
Turn up your go-to radio station
Your ex-lover's indie pop song's playing
She's upgrading, she's upgrading
You're taking off, I'm taking a plane then
Turn up your go-to radio station
Your ex-lover, honey-blonde Australian
Is upgrading

I was in Paris (In Paris)
Solo and no longer in hysterics
Picture me, at peace
Colour back in my cheeks
I was processing all of the trauma (All of the trauma)
Traveled into Spain and then (And then)
Went at a bar with all the new friends
I sought out a man that would later on take me home
It's too bad he practically was your clone

There's no way to know if I need to let you go
'Til we try out moving on like we mean it (Like we mean it)
So he kissed me on his couch
Reminded me there are other mouths
Didn't know it then 'til I leaned in

Now I'm the name you're never escaping
Turn up your go-to radio station
Your ex-lover's indie pop song's playing
She's upgrading, she's upgrading
You're taking off, I'm taking a plane then
Turn up your go-to radio station
Your ex-lover, honey-blonde Australian
Is upgrading, she's upgrading

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Upgrading

There's no way to know if I need to let you go
'Til we try being alone and embrace it
Though I hated it when it was said
"I'm forever and you're dead"
'Cause I didn't know it then, but let's face it

Now I'm the name you're never escaping (Never escaping)
Turn up your go-to radio station (Radio station)
Your ex-lover's indie pop song's playing
She's upgrading, she's upgrading (Upgrading, upgrading)
You're taking off, I'm taking a plane then (Taking a plane then)
Turn up your go-to radio station (Radio station)
Your ex-lover, honey-blonde Australian
Has upgraded, she's upgraded (Upgraded, upgraded)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She's upgraded
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She's upgraded, upgraded