| I'm trying to be honest with my happiness
|
| Don't know why I'm bad at this, uh
|
| And I don't wanna sit in all my sadness
|
| I know it's a habit of mine
|
| Perfect, perfect timing
|
| I start what I don't know how to end
|
| Don't re-, don't remind me
|
| I ruined it before it began, oh
|
| Last night was the last night of my past life
|
| Got me here like you can never figure me out
|
| Last night was the last time, was the last time
|
| I never let you figure me out
|
| Sitting here, talking to myself
|
| Thinking how I used to use you, only thing I'm used to
|
| Last night was the last time, was the last time, whoa
|
| Gave me what I wanted when I needed it
|
| Honestly, I mean it
|
| And if I could convince myself to feel it
|
| You know I would feel it, I would
|
| Perfect, perfect timing
|
| I start what I don't know how to end
|
| Don't re-, don't remind me
|
| I ruined it before it began, oh
|
| Last night was the last night of my past life
|
| Got me here like you can never figure me out
|
| Last night was the last time, was the last time
|
| I'll never let you figure me out
|
| Sitting here, talking to myself
|
| Thinking how I used to use you
|
| Only thing I'm used to
|
| Last night was the last night of my past life, whoa
|
| Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
|
| Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
|
| Last night was the last night of my past life
|
| Got me here like you could never figure me out
|
| Last night was the last time, was the last time
|
| I never let you figure me out
|
| Sitting here, talking to myself
|
| Thinking how I used to use you, only thing I'm used to
|
| Last night was the last night of my past life, whoa
|
| Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
|
| Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
|
| Where we've been, what we know
|
| Will never go away
|
| Will never go away
|
| Where we've been, what we know
|
| Will never go away
|
| Will never go away |