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Girl, you could care less if we're in public or we're all alone
Ooh girl, when it's on, it's on
Stop being difficult as you want, even when you're dead wrong
Girl, I don't wanna jump the gun and head out the door
My eardrums can't take no more
And I'm so tired of all the neighbors banging on the floor
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
Like I was ten miles away from the sun
You're making this love into a project
Your attitude takes away all the fun
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
You make me wanna shout that we're done
And then I look at your face
And memories make me wanna come
Come back home to you
(Come back home)
Come back home to you
(Come back home)
I want excuses of "I'm sorry, I ain't mean to fight you"
Swinging at my face like you're Mike (Tyson)
Cutting up furniture like you buy it
You ain't bought none
I used to have thoughts of us, a beach, and a sun
But when I hear you coming, I just wanna run
Away from the pain
It used to feel so good to be your wake me man
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
Like I was ten miles away from the sun
You're making this love into a project
Your attitude takes away all the fun
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
You make me wanna shout that we're done
And then I look at your face
And memories make me wanna come
Baby girl, we can't go, go on like this
A bunch of worthless arguments
When we should be drinking Crys
Or maybe in a parking grass
Or we can hit a spot for two
I'd rather rip your body down
Than constantly fight with you
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
Like I was ten miles away from the sun
You're making this love into a project
Your attitude takes away all the fun
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
You make me wanna shout that we're done
And then I look at your face
And memories make me wanna come
Come back home to you
(Come back home)
Come back home to you
(Come back home)
Wake me when you're done screaming at me from the top of your lungs
You make me wanna shout that we're done
(Girl, and you put it on me and I wanna come back home)
You know
Baby girl, we can't go, go on like this
A bunch of worthless arguments
When we should be drinking Crys
Or maybe in a parking grass
Or we can hit a spot for two
I'd rather rip your body down
Than constantly fight with you