Watch out, there goes sad and lonely
They're sticking to me like glue
They're sticking to you like glue
Know that we've fucked up in double digits, yeah
It's sticking to me like glue
It's sticking to you like glue
Fuck the gap, man, I'm tryna bridge it
Know the sand gon' run out any minute
And it should feel like a honeymoon
But it feels like a ticket straight to hell for two
Feels like a honeymoon
It feels like a ticket straight to hell for two
It's sticking to me like glue
It's sticking to you like glue
It's sticking to me like glue
It's sticking to you like glue
