Yeah
Yeah
I'm a mess, uh
In a tee and it's cold enough
That I can see my breath, yeah
And nonetheless, yeah, yeah
It's 3 o'clock in the morning
And you're just talking me to death, oh
Half to death
And I wish you would say
"You got a taste of real life and it made you feel bad
Now you're blowing your chance, the last one you had"
And you want me to say
"Let's buy a one-way ticket and never look back
Get away from this town and your deadbeat dad"
Maybe take a second 'fore getting ahead
We don't really sleep together, just sharing a bed
And you the kinda girl that nobody ever forgets
I can only picture you with your clothes on the floor
I don't wanna feel this way about you anymore
I just wanna give you something worth coming back for
And I wish you would say
"You got a taste of real life and it made you feel bad
Now you're blowing your chance, the last one you had"
And you want me to say
"Let's buy a one-way ticket and never look back
Get away from this town and your deadbeat dad"
And I'm getting tired
Yeah
I'm getting tired
Oh-oh, and there's fog on the glass
Oh-oh, and we're all out of gas
Oh-oh, and it's all in the past, yeah, uh
And it's all in the past
I wish you would say
"You got a taste of real life and it made you feel bad
Now you're blowing your chance, the last one you had"
And you want me to say
"Let's buy a one-way ticket and never look back
Get away from this town and your deadbeat dad"
