[upbeat music playing]
This is Marco Mejia coming to you live from Glamorous by Madolyn,
and I have just one question for you, who wants to get cut?
We're gonna open some mail together, is that okay?
This is press. Comme Des Garçons.
French. But not actually. Did you know that?
It's the new fragrance. Don't mind if I do.
Spritz, spritz, bitch.
Next we have the NYX Dazed and Diffused Blurring Lipstick.
I'm gonna give it a little swatch.
Warning, iconic.
Up next is-- I don't know what this is.
Okay, so here we have the...
Girl, this is the 2023 Glamorous by Madolyn Pride Palette.
I guess this must have been someone from our PR list.
Let me see if there's a note that might help us.
"Dear Waverly, happy Pride from everyone at Glamorous. Love, Madolyn."
Okay. It seems like we just weren't good enough for Miss Waverly,
but we'll move right along.
Okay, next up we have...
Okay, some spicy comments. Okay.
Guys, be real, okay?
I love Waverly.
She is an icon, she is a legend, and she is the moment. Come on now.
Just giving her shade for sending back PR.
Okay, the Riptide is here. Guys, I was not going in on Waverly.
All right?
If y'all don't calm down, I'll start swinging the banhammer.
Uh...
The mail room is officially closed.
[cell phone beeps]
Uh-oh.
[pop music playing]
-How's the job hunt? -Grim.
I'm not giving up. I just need to get into the room with someone,
explain why the only boss I've ever had fired me and won't give me a reference
because I gave away company secrets to get ahead.
Well, maybe you'd have an easier time outside the beauty industry?
I know Glamorous is just a gig for you,
but I got into this business because I love it. And I still do.
Okay. Maybe you need a reset.
-What about business school? -You trying to make me fight you?
Okay, one more idea.
Give up your place.
-Then where am I supposed to live? -I don't know. Here?
-You don't even have a dishwasher. -Trying to take the romance out of this?
I just asked you...
to move in with me.
You know who I didn't ask to move in?
Marco is going to find his own place.
Okay? This is not a thing, I swear.
Thank you for putting up with him.
And with me. Generally.
How is he already out the door? It's 8:00, he's usually still on his lashes.
He had to say goodbye.
-So they're really just taking everything? -That's how moving works.
And someone's just gonna live here now?
How does that work? I don't have a place yet. I'm sleeping on a couch.
-You can't just go. -You're right. Shut it down, I'm staying!
-You are? -No, I'm not. I've got a job. You...
You'll figure it out. You always do.
What if it's hard and scary?
[chuckles] You wanna know what's scary?
Being 25 and finding out you're about to have a kid.
Everything you know changes. Everything you thought mattered goes away.
Letting go is scary.
Growing is scary.
You always feels like you lost something. But it just means you learned something.
Wow, did you just come up with that?
No, I remembered it from Major Barbara. Do you read anything?
The comments section, unfortunately.
And some books. Big ones too, I swear.
Oh, thank you.
Mom... you can't go. I need to tell you something.
No, you don't have to tell me anything.
You knew who you were way before I ever did.
I just had to get out of the way.
[inaudible dialogue]
-You have to go. -I know.
No, no streaks. All good.
-I wasn't gonna ask. -You didn't have to.
[woman] This brand is more than just an institution, it's the moment.
No one in the business can get your name out of their mouths.
For a heritage brand to let go of old formulas,
reinvent as all-organic, lean into Pride, and fold it into who they are?
It's just another reason why I wanna be here.
You're certainly qualified.
How did you reformulate so quickly?
It was a... passion project.
Of a former employee who was the driving force behind it.
That's what we're looking for in our new creative executive.
Imagination and passion.
We'll be in touch.
Can I ask? This is such a dream position,
why aren't you going internal?
Someone made a mistake. A big one.
We wanna cast our net wider.
Yes. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. That sounds perfect.
I can come see the unit before 8:30.
What? What do you mean, somebody just rented it? Hello?
[gasps] Britt, no!
-Why the eff not? -Because...
it's a glitter bomb. Give it, give it, give it.
Don't worry, I've disarmed a lot of these. I got really good at it.
[grunts]
See? Wait, is that me being masc?
And why is this office being glitter-bombed?
Because last week, Marco went all aggro on a major influencer
on the company channel and set off her stans.
Okay. I said something a little sassy. I didn't even pop off. It was nothing.
The first one they've sent someone else. The raptors are testing the fences.
Seems a little extreme.
Of course it's extreme, it's the Internet! This is their queen.
And when somebody crosses them, they will go hard defending her honor.
It's medieval times in the comments section.
Fix this.
I will.
-Ah! -After you find your own place.
-I'm working on it. -Hurry along, Ben will be here any second.
Wait, he's still mad at me?
But he watches my Stories.
Hate-watches. I'd keep keeping that distance if I were you.
Okay, I know what I did was screwed up, but it's been a month.
I just figured he'd be over it.
-Can I still fix this? -[cell phone buzzing]
Hello?
-How'd the interview go? -Madolyn liked her.
But she's no Venetia?
No. You know she would never admit it.
She won't even let me give Venetia back her stuff.
Not even her Weekend 2 Beychella hoodie.
Says there might be stolen property in there.
Just give her time. She'll warm up.
Oh, hey, what's "Nebraska"?
You're not talking about our 37th state, are you?
No, it's in the calendar with sirens. Venetia put it in there.
Okay, so this is a code for when my father is in town,
so my mother, your employer, doesn't run into him.
We have an understanding.
He gives us a heads-up when he's in town
and she lays low until he's gone.
-Should I say something--? -No. I will handle it.
[clears throat]
Hey, so, um...
no big deal or anything, but, uh...
Dad's in town.
And what does that have to do with you or me?
Want me to reach out to his people, make sure you don't run into each other?
I have maintained a perfect wall of silence since your father left us,
and I will not compromise that ever.
-Just wanna help. I know you're upset. -Upset? Oh, please, I'm not that brittle.
Then you must've been really mad at that pencil.
Please tell me you have better news for me.
Uh, yeah, so our plant has hit a snag
with one of the new formulas. Supply-chain issues.
-Well, reach out to the formulator. -I did.
She's German. She either can't or won't speak English to me.
But I can still understand one word she keeps repeating: Venetia.
[scoffs] Oh, Lord.
Are you saying that we need her help?
I'm saying we could use it. If you don't mind me reaching out to her.
Just make it clear that this is not a peace offering or a welcome home.
She used me once. Never again.
-I'll make it work. -Glad you're still around to fix this.
Ah. One last quest before I hang up my sword.
[door opens, then closes]
Looks like your next interview is here.
I'm here to see Madolyn Addison.
Oh, you're, like, a half hour early. You're here for the interview, right?
I'm here to ask her a few questions.
Like, is she aware of the disrespect her own employee is paying
to the one and only Waverly on the company channel?
The Riptide!
Get ready for the undertow.
No! Get out of here!
Not until you put some respect on Waverly's name!
[screams]
Oh, my God!
Bye, bitch.
[groans]
I don't know how they got past security
or why they won't leave me alone, but I am so sorry.
-Alyssa Says you have to fix this. -I will. I will.
Great. And until then, the socials phone is mine.
"Exqueeze" me?
And I want you off the company channels. No mailbags, no live streams, nothing.
Not until you get Waverly to call off the Riptide.
-But my content. -[stammering]
I just passed 10,000 followers. I cannot lose this.
Then fix this.
I will. I will fix this.
Okay, I will win back Waverly's fans and I will get that socials phone back.
As Vogue as my witness, I will never not post again.
[sighs] I'm ready to speak my truth.
My name is Marco Mejia.
I am an influencer and beauty industry professional.
I've been accused of "giving" and "slaying"
and "making white leggings work."
But today is not about me. No.
Today is about a woman that I wronged, who I am talking to now.
Waverly.
Queen.
I grew up watching your makeup tutorials.
You taught me how to contour.
And when I thought I had lined my lips as far as they could go,
you reached through my MacBook and slapped my face to go farther.
And I did.
[sobbing] And I did.
So for me to disrespect you on the Glamorous by Madolyn channel, I--
I mean, I know you're straight, but it feels homophobic.
So let's just say what it is. It's homophobic.
I just wanna say that I am deeply, deeply sorry.
And I don't just wanna say that here,
I wanna say that to your beat to the heavens, boots the house down,
"yes, Gaga, slay, queen" face.
Because you deserve that.
And so does the Riptide.
But I know you're in town. I just don't know where you are.
So if anyone on your team wants to reach out and tell me, my DMs are open.
-And so is my heart. -This is so pathetic!
You're not even crying.
If you're still icing Marco out, why are you watching his videos?
Because I like watching the disaster unfold.
Which Marco deserves 'cause Marco is bad.
It's been a month. You know Marco's sorry. You're still not letting P-Town go?
Marco called me pathetic.
-And you're gonna hold on to that forever? -No.
No, because someday I will die and my memories will vanish.
Unless the singularity happens and then I will hate Marco in the cloud forever.
You wouldn't be this pissed if you still didn't care.
Oh. Is that how emotions work?
Don't make me pick Marco over you because I will.
One month on your couch and Marco turns you against me?
No, you being a little bitch
about regular-grade drama would turn me against you.
Yes, Marco is, like, the worst person in the history of people
to share an East Village bathroom with.
But he's nice, and he's fun, and he's sorry.
And you know what else? Marco is not going anywhere.
You need to learn to live with that and drop all this bullshit.
If Kirk could forgive the Klingons for killing his son, then...
I guess I can at least... be civil.
Then be civil.
-Good. It sounds like you've been good. -Yeah, you too.
I have been better. Obviously.
Pivot to your ask, we've been as polite as we can.
Well, then pivot I shall.
We have hit a hiccup with your favorite formulator.
Hilde? Why? What's wrong? Did Bayern Munich lose?
I don't know. She won't talk to us. All she does is yell, in German.
We need an analog to a precursor that's out of stock
and I think she'll only talk to you.
Mm.
So you want me to get on the phone, find the analog to the precursor, fix this?
I know it's an awkward ask.
Sorry, I was just doing time-zone math. Yeah, she should be up.
[line ringing]
Hilde.
[speaking German]
Never heard a woman talk makeup science in German before?
Uh, no.
Hilde has a couple of options. When I get them, I'll hit your inbox.
You know she's the daughter of the guy who made the original formulas, right?
He has passed down this family business.
Okay, I'm sorry, you're just giving us the answer?
Yeah. I mean, unless there was something else?
Uh, no, no, it's--
-I just figured-- -That I would want something in return?
'Cause I'm always watching my six? Protecting my flank?
Going out and getting what's mine?
Well, I only looked out for me because no one else was.
There's no net down there.
It's just me, these two hands,
holding on, trying not to fall.
That didn't work, right? Might as well try something new.
There's at least another 100 I can expense out of this lunch.
How many Negronis you think that could get us?
-Let's find out. -Hmm.
-It's okay, I can just finish at my desk. -Don't run.
There's no one else in here. Are you talking to me?
Who says we can't be civil?
I don't know 'cause you won't talk to me.
Fix your face. I'm gonna pee.
-Thanks. -[stall door closes]
This week has been worse than the last season of Glee.
I mildly burned this huge influencer and now her stans are coming for me.
[Ben] Oh, really? I had no idea. This is the first I've heard.
Yeah. Lost the socials phone, access to the company channel.
I have to hunt her down to get her to stop the stans,
but I don't know where she's staying. I just know she's in town.
-Have you called around the big hotels? -Well, yeah, but she's using an alias.
Which is iconic.
So check her socials.
She's not just gonna post where she's staying.
She probably is without knowing it.
Her name's Waverly.
Waverly? Okay, let's see.
Look at this post. You can see the Chrysler Building out her window.
Ten minutes on Google Maps and I can tell you what floor she's on.
You would do that? For me?
I'd do it for anyone.
But yeah.
I'd do it for you.
That's it? She just gave you the answer?
No monologues, no demands, nothing.
Also, did you know she speaks German?
She was probably just showing off.
But that doesn't undo what she did. She almost destroyed this company.
Then she kind of saved it.
-She's lucky I didn't take her to court. -You're right.
She was desperate, she made a mistake, she regrets it.
She's very lucky that the only thing it cost her is everything she's ever wanted.
It's so odd that you keep that.
Dad's jersey? It's a collectible. It's only gone up in value.
I have to come back with bubble wrap. It's museum glass, can't risk it.
There's nothing I can say or do to make you stay?
When I came here after business school, I didn't know a thing about makeup.
But now I know the value of a good setting spray.
I know the difference between a powder and cream foundation.
The importance of a pen liner.
And I know the importance of quality ingredients
in making a quality product.
And this place...
This place has some quality ingredients.
They may not all mix well together at first,
but with a little patience, a little pain...
they can really come together to make something beautiful.
-Enough of me talking. Let's drink. Whoo! -[crowd applauding]
My man. When are we going back to P-Town?
Just 'cause summer's over doesn't mean the party has to be.
Yeah, I think I saw everything that I need to see there.
Including you in Fergie's wig from Nine.
Well, hey. Um--
You know, I know it was a bad time, but... it wasn't all bad.
You know what I mean?
[camera clicking]
[Chad clears throat]
Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean you won.
Best player never makes it to final Tribal.
Well, that still makes me the Survivor.
My mother's needy, she's neurotic.
She's all yours now.
The Tribe has spoken.
You missed my speech.
I was hoping this wasn't real.
Well, I didn't reach out to Dad as promised, but I did talk to his people.
So he's just here for the weekend.
If you lay low, you should be fine.
Well, technically, I didn't break my wall of silence.
But thank you.
Oh, my God. Are you about to cry?
If the first ten minutes of Up couldn't break me, nothing will.
Okay, I'll continue serving the champagne.
[Madolyn groans]
So does the name Dr. Chase Meridian mean anything to you?
No. Is she one of the queens in Season 16?
Dr. Meridian is currently checked in to the Hotel Elysium.
But you might know her better as Waverly.
You found her?
You still have to get to her.
-You don't even know what room she's in. -I've got scams you've never seen.
Although I may need a little help.
How much help?
I know Chad is quitting, but he's not leaving town.
He's still around.
I know he has to move on. And I know things have to change.
Just doesn't mean I don't hate it when they do.
You need a drink.
-It's 6:30. -I mean you need to go out for a drink.
Turn a few heads, get a little attention.
Mm. I do like attention.
But not tonight.
Chad's father's in town.
I have to stay out of his territory or I could run into him.
-So, what's his territory? -The island of Manhattan.
So, what, you're supposed to shelter in place?
He's a narcissist with a Super Bowl ring, not a tornado warning.
No. But he's a disaster.
-[Teddy sighs] -And frankly, when he's around, I am too.
If you have to wait this man out, I won't let you do it alone.
We're gonna go have a drink in your place. Together.
-Room 919. -They bought it?
I tried this at Parker's once and they barely believed me.
I make a more convincing Postmates than you.
[groans]
-Good luck. -Wait, what?
No, no, no, I need you to help me film. That's the whole point of this.
So they can see Waverly forgive me and then they'll finally let me live.
[groans]
Why do I even try to say no? You always find a way to make me say yes.
Yeah, let's go.
[gasps] Oh!
Go, go, go. It's them, it's them, it's them.
-The Riptide. -Guess they can geolocate off a post too.
-Damn, they're good. -We can't just give up.
Online presence is at stake.
-Stairs. Yeah. I can distract them. -Hmm?
You go to the second floor, we liaise there, and then we do this.
How did you come up with that so fast?
If I can get past the Orc Lord of Waterdeep and his Ring of Vision,
I think can get past a pack of stans.
I mean, they're-- You know, they're just know-it-alls.
And those are my people.
-Watch for my signal. -Okay.
Try to take my photos. You'll take the videos--
Excuse me. Could you tell me where I can get a good manicure?
It depends. Do you want basic or gel?
Oof. Uh, I don't know.
-Um, what's the difference? -I don't know. Everything.
[all chuckling]
Weird.
I doubt someone like you would even-- Is that--? Marco.
[Ben] Oh, my God. Waverly!
-Run! -Why did you just--?
[screaming]
[screams]
Move!
Oh, my God.
[Ben] Guess you're not getting that Waverly face time.
It was fine. Uh...
It'll all blow over in a year. Or three.
I'll have to give up the socials phone and get off the company channel,
spend less time online, watch movies, read books...
put my phone down, and pick up real life.
Ooh, you're shaking.
'Cause I'm scared.
Okay, how about we go get a drink and relax and make fun of people at work?
-I mean, you saw Alyssa's bangs, right? -They're horrible.
-You don't wanna get a drink with me. -Why?
Oh, 'cause you called me pathetic and used me for attention
and played me like a backup for the worst guy in the world?
You forgot I also lied to you.
Did I even say sorry for that?
I think you just did.
You're not mad at me?
Yeah, I tried to be.
And I was... for a minute.
But there's some people in life you just can't stay angry at.
It's like Ellen Pompeo in Grey's Anatomy. You can't quit me.
Or maybe you actually aren't the center of the world.
Fact check, that lie was rated four Pinocchios.
Ah.
-[pop music playing over speakers] -[Dizmal] Hey, sis. It's been a minute.
Missed you, Ensign Cutiepants.
Can I interest you in giving me a new nickname?
No. You picked a great night to stop by. My life's falling apart.
-What's got you so pressed? -Roommate drama.
My former friend Ernesto booked a cruise and his name's not on the lease.
Know anyone looking for a room in Bushwick who can move in yesterday?
Uh, yeah. Me.
You need a place?
Hmm. I don't know.
-Can you pay cash? -Yes.
-Have low standards? -Very.
You see someone break in, so you call the cops.
It was me. I lost my keys and I'm very high. What do you tell them?
Trick question.
I don't call cops.
[squeals]
Is this what it's like to have a daughter? Here. Go spend these all in one place.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
Actually, I have to go.
The ex is here.
Uber Boy? I can have him thrown out. You want me to make it hurt?
-I just-- I wanna go. -You can't. You're better than him.
-Varsity doesn't run because JV walked in. -He really messed you up, huh?
He tried to.
And I let him.
I just thought that's how it works.
I thought that's what I was worth.
That no one would like me the way I am the way he did.
It's pathetic, I know.
We'll go say hi.
Whoa! Is Deborah Cox in the house? I'm about to tell you, absolutely not.
This is your non-binary parent speaking. Face the dragon.
Hang on a sec. I know what you need.
Rub my man for a little luck, it'll all work out.
-Oh, you're far from home base. -Is it that obvious?
So is that it?
I'm sorry, do I know you?
Okay. Well, we tried. Let's go.
-Wait. Something's off. -Parker.
Hey, hey, hey. Sorry, I'm late.
Well, look who the eff it is.
Peter, this is Marco, this is Ben.
And this is Peter, my boyfriend.
You were giving me shit for calling you that.
And you were giving me shit for wanting to do Bushwick, but look at this place.
It's great, right?
Anyone ever tell you that you guys just kind of look alike?
-I don't see it. -I don't see it. Look at that nose.
Look at that chin. It's not like we need name tags.
-Yeah. -Bathroom?
Yeah.
How about we get the first round? We can catch up.
Well, you move on fast.
We're just friends. What about Peter?
I wasn't looking.
He found me.
Sound familiar?
Congrats on that.
You finally have a boyfriend you can pull a Parent Trap with.
Well, damn.
I can see why Marco went dumb for that man.
Getting climbed on by that every night like you're the Matterhorn...
Marco's a top.
-A top what, model? -A top, you know.
Kind of dom too.
I tried to test the vers waters with Marco when we did it.
But he didn't even know how to prep.
I let a twink top into my Christian home?
You're owed an apology.
[cell phone chimes]
Hey.
-Do you take requests? -No.
But I'm about to.
He's not coming over tonight, if you're up to nothing.
I can't.
You know you miss me.
["Cry For You" playing over speakers]
One more song, then I'll slip out.
♪ While you were talking about our life ♪
♪ You killed the beauty of today ♪
♪ Forever and ever, life is now or never ♪
♪ Forever never comes around ♪
♪ You'll never see me again ♪
♪ So now who's gonna cry for you? ♪
♪ You'll never see me again ♪
♪ No matter what you do ♪
♪ You'll never see me again ♪
♪ So now who's gonna cry for you? ♪
♪ You'll never see me again ♪
♪ No matter what you do ♪
Well, after putting that bottle away, I'm gonna need Raj to drive me home.
-[chuckles] -But it was worth it.
Keeping you safe from maybe possibly running into somebody
that you haven't seen in over two decades.
You have to hold the line when people hurt you, otherwise,
you seem weak.
I let go after you hurt me. Does that make me weak?
No.
That makes you you.
Ha.
Okay.
I know we haven't talked about it, but I have to say something.
Mr. Cameraman was wrong.
I'm not in love with you.
I'm in like with you.
Phew.
I'm in like with you too.
Just because we're close doesn't mean we're... crossing a line.
-No. -Nothing has to change.
-No. -Just how you like it.
I, um...
-I have to make some calls. -Yeah.
For work.
We're hiring.
I'll leave you to it.
[Madolyn sighs]
-I'll lock up for you. -Okay.
-Hey, Madolyn? -Yup?
I forgot.
You know where to find me when you remember.
Good night.
It took one day to move all your stuff?
Hi. I'm Venetia.
We've met, right?
I guess without a job, life is your job.
Well, I actually do have one box left at the office.
-They're gonna let me pick it up tomorrow. -I can grab it for you.
No, no, no. Maybe I need to say goodbye.
Marco texted.
He won't be home till late.
Mm.
And, um...
what are we supposed to do about that?
-Something loud. -Mm.
Welcome to what is technically still zoned as a paint factory.
If anyone asks, you work here.
Your new home includes a half kitchen, aggressive neighbors,
and what has been generously described as a semiprivate bathroom.
This is worse than that national park show my mom watches.
I hang out with drunk people for a living. What did you think I could afford?
Walls?
Welcome to the real world.
-There's no lock on the door. -They're ceremonial.
[yawns] Bedtime.
-Girl, it's 8 a.m. -I know. Been trying to get more sleep.
Roll the door shut on your way out.
[gasps] Rory!
Relax.
You don't deserve this.
So earn it.
[Marco] "Forgive yourself, Marco, and be good to yourself.
Because I'll be watching.
All my love...
Waverly."
[elevator bell dings]
Surprise.
Guess HR wanted me to see a friendly face.
Something like that.
Wait, is she--?
Don't worry. Nobody is running into anyone today.
Why is all of my stuff in your office?
Oh, because it's not my office anymore.
It's yours.
Oh, by the way, you have an 11:00 with Product Development.
I want you to catch up on the plans with the organics rollout.
And put us in business
with that return fulfillment service you recommended.
What am I doing here?
Well, hopefully, your job.
Has no one told you?
You're our creative executive. Congratulations.
I'll let you get on with it.
-Really? -Mm-hm.
Really?
[Chad laughing]
Oh, my God.
-Oh, my God. Thank you. -[Ben] Congratulations.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. -Oh, my God. I'm so happy for you.
-Thanks. -Yeah.
[laughing]
Yeah.
You.
Oh, thanks, babe.
Hey. So I see the two of you are together in the same room again.
[indistinct chatter]
Does that mean...?
Girl, no.
Never?
I'm gonna be late. I--
That is not an answer.
Look, I have to figure some stuff out first. Okay?
You have a lot more figured out than you think.
["Ain't Nobody" playing]
[Marco] Hey, folks, it's me, Marco.
And I don't know if you all forgive me yet.
Hey, Marco, do you have my charger?
[Marco] But it's okay.
'Cause I forgive myself.
And I'm finally ready to know myself.
♪ Happened so naturally Did not know it was love... ♪
Thattagirl.
You are the best daughter a mother could have.
♪ I let myself go ♪
♪ And now we're flyin' Through the stars... ♪
[elevator bell dings]
[Marco] The world keeps changing.
Life keeps changing.
And, yeah, it's scary when out of nowhere, everything changes.
[Chad] Dad.
[Marco] 'Cause it feels like you lost something.
But that just means that you learned something.
I wanna say more, but for now I'll just say it back.
-♪ Ain't nobody ♪ -♪ Nobody... ♪
[Marco] We're beautiful.
♪ Makes me happy ♪
-♪ Makes me feel this way ♪ -♪ Nobody ♪
-♪ Ain't nobody ♪ -♪ Ain't nobody ♪
-♪ Loves me better ♪ -♪ Than you ♪
♪ I wait for night time to come ♪
♪ To bring you to me ♪
♪ I can't believe I'm the one ♪
♪ I was so lonely ♪
♪ I feel like no one could feel ♪
♪ I must be dreamin' ♪
♪ I want this dream to be real ♪
♪ I need this feelin' ♪
♪ I make my wish upon a star ♪
♪ And hope this night will last forever ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
-♪ Ain't nobody ♪ -♪ Ain't nobody ♪
-♪ Loves me better ♪ -♪ Than me ♪
-♪ Makes me happy ♪ -♪ Makes me feel this way ♪
♪ Makes me feel this way ♪
-♪ Ain't nobody ♪ -♪ Nobody, baby ♪
-♪ Loves me better ♪ -♪ Nobody makes me feel ♪
♪ Ain't nobody ♪
-♪ Loves me better ♪ -♪ Than you ♪