| She said, 3 facts I, still cry too
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| I’m losin' faith in my ability to like you
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| I’m losin' touch with who I was and now I fight you
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| To be honest we should probably say goodbye soon
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| And now I’m drunk and I’m peekin' at your homescreen
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| Makin' sure I’m still there, hopin' you’ll still hold me
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| And now you’re drunk and you’re thinkin' 'bout the old me
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| Where did all the time go, why do I feel lonely?
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| And now we’re drunk and were listenin' to cars pass
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| Thinkin' 'bout the good days, will they ever come back?
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| And now we sulk, while we listen for the rain drops
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| Listen for the thunderstorms and hope the fuckin' pain stops
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| This is not a TikTok hit, or a mainstream slap
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| It’s the hook-verse-hook on how my heart collapsed
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| This is not a dance real slow, if you love me don’t go
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| I’ve been tryna find some peace down every road we go
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| Why do we fight every evenin'
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| I’m sorry I woke you from sleepin'
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| I’m spillin' my guts, so my head don’t combust
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| You’re the girl of my dreams you’re the one I believe in
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| I went from holdin' you close
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| To someone you used to know
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| I remember gettin' fucked up
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| I remember lettin' go
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| She said, 3 facts I, still cry too
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| I’m losin' faith in my ability to like you
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| I’m losin' touch with who I was and now I fight you
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| To be honest we should probably say goodbye soon
|
| And now I’m drunk and I’m peekin' at your homescreen
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| Makin' sure I’m still there, hopin' you’ll still hold me
|
| And now you’re drunk and you’re thinkin' 'bout the old me
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| Where did all the time go, why do I feel lonely?
|
| And now we’re drunk and were listenin' to cars pass
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| Thinkin' 'bout the good days, will they ever come back?
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| And now we sulk, while we listen for the rain drops
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| Listen for the thunderstorms and hope the fuckin' pain stops |