| Like you were a bottle
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| I took you straight to the head
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| Even after warning
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| I still went through with it
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| I’m only guilty of loving too hard
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| Lacking on my guard
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| Thinking it’s just a scar
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| Not knowing though it must’ve broken when I fell hard
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| For you, now I’m
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| Hungover off your words baby
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| Hungover off your words
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| Playing them over, makes my head hurt
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| I’ve had too much of you for one night
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| This feeling’s for the birds
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| I’m hungover off your words
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| I’m hungover off your words
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| I was hype in the beginning
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| Too much of you can ruin the ending
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| Now I’m hungover
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| And I’m just trying to get out of my own head
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| Can’t leave you alone, I just can’t help it
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| All in good fun, I say toast
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| Then forget how I feel the most
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| Your words get me buzzed
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| Your words make me believe you’re really at where you say you was
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| Damn those words
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| 'Cause they might not be true
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| But something 'bout hearing them from you
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| Get me to loving too hard
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| Lacking on my guard
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| Thinking it’s just a scar
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| Not knowing though it must’ve broken when I fell hard
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| For you, now I’m
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| Hungover off your words baby
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| Hungover off your words
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| Playing them over, makes my head hurt
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| I’ve had too much of you for one night
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| This feeling’s for the birds
|
| I’m hungover off your words
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| I’m hungover off your words
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| I was hype in the beginning
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| Too much of you can ruin the ending
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| Now I’m hungover
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| (I'm just trying to get out of my own head)
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| Now I’m hungover
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| (Can't leave you alone, I just can’t help it)
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| (Now I’m hungover) |