I'm drunk off your kiss,
For another night in a row.
This is becoming too routine for me,
But I didn't mean to lead you on.
And it's alright to pretend,
That we still talk.
It's just for show, isn't it,
It's my fault that it fell apart.
Just maybe, you need this.
And I didn't, mean to, lead you on.
You were everything I wanted,
But I just can't finish what I started.
There's no room left here on my back,
It was damaged long ago.
Though you swear that you are true,
I'd still pick my friends over you.
My friends over you.
Please tell me everything,
That you think that I should know.
About all the plans you made,
When I was nowhere to be found.
And it's alright to forget,
That we still talk.
It's just for fun, isn't it,
It's my fault that it fell apart.
Just maybe, you need this.
And I didn't, mean to, lead you on.
You were everything I wanted,
But I just can't finish what I started.
There's no room left here on my back,
It was damaged long ago.
Though you swear that you are true,
I'd still pick my friends over you.
My friends over you.
Just maybe, you need this.
You need this.
And I didn't, mean to, lead you on.
You were everything I wanted,
But I just can't finish what I started.
There's no room left here on my back,
It was damaged long ago.
Though you swear that you are true,
I'd still pick my friends over you.
My friends over you.
You were everything I wanted,
But I just can't finish what I started.
There's no room left here on my back,
It was damaged long ago.
Though you swear that you are true,
I'd still pick my friends over you.
My friends over you.
Writer(s): Ian R. Grushka, Stephen Lee Klein, Cyrus William Bolooki, Chad Everett Gilbert, Jordan I. Pundik
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