| Travis, you make me the maddest
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| You make me the saddest
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| Told me our love would be tragic
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| Cast a spell on me like magic
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| And now I’m feeling like an addict
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| Hot sweats and screamin' in traffic
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| So sick and psychosomatic
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| But it don’t even matter
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| Cuz now you’re «drawing a line»
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| Don’t worry Imma be fine
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| Don’t worry Travis, I won’t hurt you
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| I’m not that kinda guy
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| It’s just you drive me insane, Travis
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| You’re always fucking with my head
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| You got me in pain, Travis
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| I kinda wish I was dead
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| What do I do? |
| I’m screwed
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| And now I’m fallin', fallin', fallin' for you
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| You drive me insane, Travis
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| I kinda wish that you were dead
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| Travis you had me ecstatic
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| Coulda started fires with the static
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| But then your texts got erratic
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| And now you’re so enigmatic
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| I wonder was it a tactic
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| You cut me off and come back
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| And pretend like that didn’t happen
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| And piss me off into passion
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| But now I’m drawing line
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| Don’t worry Imma be fine
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| Don’t worry Travis, I won’t hurt you
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| I’m not that kinda guy (Well You’ll never know hahaha)
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| It’s just you drive me insane, Travis
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| You’re always fucking with my head
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| You got me in pain, Travis
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| I kinda wish I was dead
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| What do I do? |
| I’m screwed
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| And now I’m fallin', fallin', fallin' for you
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| You drive me insane, Travis
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| I kinda wish that you were dead
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| It’s just you drive me insane, Travis
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| You’re always fucking with my head
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| You got me in pain, Travis
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| I kinda wish I was dead
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| It’s just you drive me insane, Travis
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| You’re always fucking with my head
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| You got me in pain, Travis
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| I kinda wish I was dead
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| What do I do? |
| I’m screwed
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| And now I’m fallin', fallin', fallin' for you
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| You drive me insane, Travis
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| I kinda wish that you were dead |