Is it something that I’m taking?
All the smiles that I’m faking
Everything is great
Everything is fucking great
Going out every weekend
Staring at the stars or the ceiling
Hollywood friends, got to see them
Such a good time
I believe it this time
Tuesday night
Glazed over eyes
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?
We’re dancing on tables
'Til I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn’t get better they say
We’re singing ‘'til last call
And it’s all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong
And it hits you when the lights go on
Shit, maybe I miss you
Just like that and I’m sober
I’m asking myself, is it over?
Maybe I was lying when I told you
“Everything is great
Everything is fucking great”
And all of these thoughts and the feeling
Doesn’t matter if you don’t need them
I’ve been checking my phone all evening
Such a good time
I believe it this time
Tuesday night
Glazed over eyes
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?
We’re dancing on tables
'Til I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn’t get better they say
We’re singing 'til last call
And it’s all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong
And it hits you when the lights go on
Shit, maybe I miss you
Now I’m asking my friends how I should say I’m sorry
They say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry”
And we can’t even be on the phone now
And I can’t even be with you alone now
Oh how, shit changes
We were in love
Now, we’re strangers
When I feel it coming up I just throw it all away
Get another two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway
We’re dancing on tables
'Til I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn’t get better they say
We’re singing 'til last call
And it’s all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong
And it hits you when the lights go on
We’re dancing on tables
'Til I’m off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn’t get better they say
We’re singing 'til last call
And it’s all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong
And it hits you when the lights go on
Shit, maybe I’ll miss you
Is it my imagination? Is it something that I’m taking? All the smiles that I’m faking Everything is great Everything is fucking great Going out every weekend Staring at the stars or the ceiling Hollywood friends, got to see them Such a good time I believe it this time Tuesday night Glazed over eyes Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing ‘'til last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you Just like that and I’m sober I’m asking myself, is it over? Maybe I was lying when I told you “Everything is great Everything is fucking great” And all of these thoughts and the feeling Doesn’t matter if you don’t need them I’ve been checking my phone all evening Such a good time I believe it this time Tuesday night Glazed over eyes Just one more pint or five Does it even matter anyway? We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing 'til last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I miss you Now I’m asking my friends how I should say I’m sorry They say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry” And we can’t even be on the phone now And I can’t even be with you alone now Oh how, shit changes We were in love Now, we’re strangers When I feel it coming up I just throw it all away Get another two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing 'til last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on We’re dancing on tables 'Til I’m off my face With all of my people And it couldn’t get better they say We’re singing 'til last call And it’s all out of tune Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong And it hits you when the lights go on Shit, maybe I’ll miss you Explain Request ×
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