I let myself get too comfortable, and that's my bad Guess I misread wakin' up to you in my bed Shoulda never listened when you said you was over here But don't you worry, baby, I won't let it happen again I can't believe I let you work yourself into this bed When I knew you were just fxckin' with my head Just so I'll understand, how the hell you moved on so quick? But then again, you had someone to get over it with You can't turn a hxe into a housewife No matter how hard you try But now I'm hangin' on our last goodbye I hope one day that you're ridin' with a new girl And she turns on a song, and it's one of mine I hope she sings every word I wrote about you And then I hope you get to wishin' I was missin' you I hope she takes you home and you look in her eyes And all you see are the memories you tried to hide Back when on a backroad, kissin' you And all the times I insisted on forgivin' you I hope you think about typin' out a text That says, "I really don't deserve a reply to this," And when you hit send, I hope it goes through And then I hope it turns green instead of blue
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I'm guessing way too young to be posting this kind of material.
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