From the album Mr. Incorrect - Single
This is a breakup song where the narrator is trying so hard to convince you he's fine that he accidentally proves he's not. Every line insisting he's moved on gets undercut by how desperately he needs to say it. The song's real subject isn't the new relationship. It's the performance of being over it.
Babe, I don't wanna talk / I give you my love, you tell me goodbye
He leads with refusal but immediately explains the whole situation anyway. The contradiction is the point. Someone who genuinely doesn't want to talk wouldn't open the song telling you exactly what happened.
I got a new friend who kisses my face / I'm good, I'm doing alright
Calling a rebound 'a new friend' is maybe the saddest deflection here. He can't even commit to calling it a relationship. The forced reassurance in 'I'm good, I'm doing alright' sounds like he's reading from a script he wrote for himself.
I thought I was right, but you're never wrong
This line gets repeated four times in a row, which stops being emphasis and starts being obsession. The sarcasm is obvious but the repetition makes it sound like he's trapped in the argument, still trying to win it in his head.
I'd tell you I miss you, but I'm in a rush / Don't tell me my problems, I don't give a fuck
He finally admits he misses her, then immediately buries it under an excuse and defensive posturing. The abruptness of that last line is him slamming the door before you see too much. It's the emotional equivalent of hanging up mid-sentence.
The mid-song 'fuck, fuck' moment where he stumbles over his own words is maybe the most honest thing here. It's the only time the performance cracks. Everything else is him white-knuckling through a script of being okay, which makes the song about the work of pretending to be over someone, not the actual work of getting over them.