1. |
Your Mom
03:16
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A candle wick
Has led me on
Thinkin’ I could fit
What’s done is done
You said make it quick
A hit and run
If you made me pick
I’d never be the one
You’re stuck on my lips when the taste is gone
You still get a kick when I’m sick with fun
I’d be a hit if I met your mom
Now you think we are real [ha-ha!]
No feelings underneath [ha-ha!]
You made that pretty clear [ha-ha!]
You said our fate was sealed [ha-ha!]
Don’t want a drink
Let’s call it quits
Cuz if sad’s a sin
You’re straight up evil
I miss the sun
I need the sea
I want a whole damn ocean
Of real emotion
You’re stuck on my lips when the taste is gone
You still get a kick when I’m sick with fun
I’d be a hit if I met your mom
Now you think we are real [ha-ha!]
No feelings underneath [ha-ha!]
You made that pretty clear [ha-ha!]
You said our fate was sealed [ha-ha!]
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha
I played your game
I learned to play my cards
It broke you babe
And now you don’t like that
You made that pretty clear [ha-ha!]
You said our fate was sealed
I’m a dick yeah, I don’t give a…
Now you think we are real [ha-ha!]
No feelings underneath [ha-ha!]
You made that pretty clear [ha-ha!]
You said our fate was sealed [ha-ha!]
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2. |
Woke Up Early
02:49
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I woke up early
I didn’t know where you were
But I couldn’t help pacin’ round thinkin’
You fell asleep next to her
And I still can’t believe
That she came up to me
Last week at that party
Wish I’d known
What she wanted from me
And it beats me up that you’re fallin’ for her
Three years of love end up in the gutter
Used to be me you’d swear you’d never hurt
But now I don’t matter, no
Yeah it beats me up that you’re fallin’ for her
Three years of love end up in the gutter
Used to be me you’d swear you’d never hurt
But now I don’t matter, no
Used to be me
Used to be me
So now it’s all over
It’s time I sail away
If I cry as I pack my bags
Hope you know how sorry I am
I should’ve been wiser
I should’ve loved you better
Wish I’d never asked you to drive back home
To leave me alone
And it beats me up [yeah it beats me up] that you’re fallin’ for her
Three years of love [three years of love] end up in the gutter
Used to be me you’d swear you’d never hurt
But now I don’t matter, no
Yeah it beats me up that you’re fallin’ for her
Three years of love end up in the gutter
Used to be me you’d swear you’d never hurt
But now I don’t matter, no
Used to be me
Used to be me
Used to be me
Used to be me
And it beats me up that you’re fallin’ for her
Three years of love end up in the gutter
Used to be me you’d swear you’d never hurt
But now I don’t matter, no
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3. |
Cold
02:59
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Do you hear those loud thoughts I'm havin'
Do you even like who you're becomin'
Cold, you're so cold
And I'm scared of fallin'
Yeah fallin'
But we live under lies
Take me home, take me high
Up to the place where you hide
Hold on for a while
Nothing's real
There's just right now
If I live
If I die
Makes no difference
Fuck, those pills make me so high
Didn't mean to offend ya
Cold, you're so cold
I just wanna feel ya
Yeah feel ya
But we live under lies
Take me home
Take me high
Up to the place where you hide
Hold on for a while
Nothing’s real
There’s just right now
Hold on
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Hold on
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
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4. |
You're Not Special
02:40
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Walk yourself to the door
I’m not standing up this time
I gave you everything I am, and you went to hide
What did you think I was made out of?
You think you’re made of love
But your pride and that lie
Got the best of me
You’re sweet, somewhat kind
But see, never had a lucky star
Then your strides made it clear
We weren’t alike
You’re not special at all
Today the past is gone
And is life too short or too long
I don’t know
I heard a blast in my head
But no new holes in the walls
And this might last through Fall
But it won’t break my heart
You think you’re made of love
But your pride and that lie
Got the best of me
You’re sweet, somewhat kind
But see, never had a lucky star
Then your strides made it clear
We weren’t alike
You’re not special at all
It’s gettin’ late
Baby I don’t want to fight
Hold up, wait
You’re my afternoon delight
[Unintelligible gibberish]
You think you’re made of love
But your pride and that lie
Got the best of me
You’re sweet, somewhat kind
But see, never had a lucky star
Then your strides made it clear
We weren’t alike
You’re not special at all
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