Автор: Andrew Baylis, kalen davis, Michael Whitworth, Pecos Hurley
Композитор: Andrew Baylis, kalen davis, Michael Whitworth, Pecos Hurley
Текст
The Last thing I remember was a Friday night
Lit cigarette, cryin' blue eyes
Beggin' me to be a man that I just ain't
Knowing that I'll probably never change
Sun through the blinds, empty space in the bed
Guess it must have been the drunken words that I said
Last thing I remember is you saying we're through
It might be a while but I'll be waiting for you
The last thing I remember was the scene that we made
Screamin' in the Uber on the way to my place
You said that I was using you, you said you felt played
The last thing I remember is your face
Sun through the blinds, empty space in the bed
Guess it must have been the drunken words that I said
Last thing I remember is you saying we're through
It might be a while but I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you
How many nights can I hit rock bottom
Until I realize, I might be the problem
Sun through the blinds, empty space in the bed
Guess it must have been the drunken words that I said
Last thing I remember is you saying we're through
It might be a while but I'll be waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you
Andrew Baylis, Kalen Davis, Michael Whitworth, Pecos Hurley
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