| What’s the point of it?
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| What’s the point of it?
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| Add a little drums to it
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| Expecting the worst, oh yeah
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| And girl, what’s the point of this?
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| I got a little too drunk, yeah
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| But you gotta understand
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| We drivin' through the night, I
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| Wonder what it’s like, I
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| Wonder what it’s like
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| To be you
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| I don’t know what it’s like
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| But I feel it in your eyes
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| That something’s bugging you
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| Oh, yeah
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| But even on my worst day
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| It’s feeling like my birthday
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| Girl, you know you driving me insane
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| And even when I do try
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| It gets to being midnight
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| I guess we’ll drive in circles
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| Jump the hurdles
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| Thirsty for the pain
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| It feel like
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| Thirsty for the pain
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| Maybe I want it
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| Maybe I need it
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| Maybe I’m thirsty, yeah
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| Every time I’m all alone
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| I’m on the beach or I skate or I’m blowin' smoke
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| Yeah, you text me all sexy, you want some more
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| Now I’m in my head, fuck, I’ll pick up the phone
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| I be like, «911, what’s your emergency?»
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| Why do I pick up knowing you’ll be hurting me?
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| Guess I’m thirsty
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| Guess I’m thirsty for the pain
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| What’s the point of making hits if you can’t be yourself, yeah
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| What’s the point of showing people love if they don’t act right
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| We don’t want awards, we don’t want no fucking clout, yeah
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| We don’t want no more, we just come in through the back, yeah
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| Leaving out the front and fucking up the function
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| Everybody watching, we ain’t sayin' nothing
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| I been biking all day, I been skating too
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| Girls kissing girls and my girls sending nudes
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| Drinking Capri Suns, Cheetos, we on the TV though
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| Sleazy hotels listening to the Beatles
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| And no, I can’t complain
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| And even on my worst days
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| It’s feeling like my birthday
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| Girl, you know you driving me insane
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| And even when I do try
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| It gets to being midnight
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| I guess we’ll drive in circles
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| Jump the hurdles
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| Thirsty for the pain
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| It feel like
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| Thirsty for the pain
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| And maybe I want it
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| Maybe I need it
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| Maybe I’m thirsty, yeah
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| (And even on my worst days
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| It’s feeling like my birthday
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| Girl, you know you driving me insane
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| And even when I do try
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| It gets to being midnight
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| I guess we’ll drive in circles
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| Jump the hurdles
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| Thirsty for the pain
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| It feel like) |