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I'm running my mouth now You're running your hands
My mind is a jet plane With no place to land
Kiss him in the new house Throw up when he leaves
Get high on the porch now I can't feel my teeth
Haven't felt normal In a couple months Think i left my bra Inside of his truck
Not sure what i meant
When i broke us up
Pouring over texts
There's no service in this club
(In this club)
So i'll put on your sweater Go to sleep in your arms
I hate that we're tethered You pulled us apart (apart)
I run out of patience (patience) They call me a star (a star) No hands when i'm driving
I miss my sweet heart
Now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you (thinking of you) Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you (thinking of you) Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you (picturing you) We're kissing and i'm picturing you
Haven't felt normal In a couple months
Think i left my bra
In the back of his truck
(Back of his truck, back of his truck yeah) (I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck yeah)
I'm not sure what i meant When i broke us up
Pouring over texts
There's no service in this club
And so i'll
See you sunday
I'm rehearsing my lines
After 7 years
What'd you have in mind? Bought that place for us Climbed the roof and jumped High on angel dust
Yeah, you call that trust?
Well now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you (riding and thinking of you) Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you (falling and thinking of you) Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you (kissing and picturing you) We're kissing and i'm picturing you (kissing, picturing)
Now i'm riding and i'm thinking of you Now he's falling and i'm thinking of you Now we're kissing and i'm picturing you We're kissing and i'm picturing you