| Put that Beretta to my head, I’m tryna empty the clip
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| I’ve been facing every wood, but I can’t face what I did
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| Drinking every night, I don’t care what I sip
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| The more I think about her touch, the more I drink 'til I’m sick
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| And I don’t, really know who you call that
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| I keep wishing on the stars for you to call back
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| And I don’t, really know if you care now
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| Girl you’re fine, do your thing, let your hair down
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| She knows I’ll always love her, she knows I’ll always try
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| But every time she kisses him, I get better at saying goodbye
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| And I don’t wanna lose you, but I don’t wanna live
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| I put everything I had inside the heart you gave to him
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| Put that Beretta to my head, I’m tryna empty the clip
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| I’ve been facing every wood, but I can’t face what I did
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| Drinking every night, I don’t care what I sip
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| The more I think about her touch, the more I drink 'til I’m sick
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| And I don’t, really know who you call that
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| I keep wishing on the stars for you to call back
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| And I don’t, really know if you care now
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| Girl you’re fine, do your thing, let your hair down
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| Put that Beretta to my head, I’m tryna empty the clip
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| I’ve been facing every wood, but I can’t face what I did
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| Drinking every night, I don’t care what I sip
|
| The more I think about her touch, the more I drink 'til I’m sick
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| And I don’t, really know who you call that
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| I keep wishing on the stars for you to call back
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| And I don’t, really know if you care now
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| Girl you’re fine, do your thing, let your hair down |