Overexposed

His car is better than yours, but I still miss it
His musics not heavy like yours but I listen
His hairs not dyed like yours, but I still like
His clothes don't look like yours, but they fit him

And there's a burning in my brain
And a hole where your hand was
And too many sleepless nights
But if I can't have you, he'll have to do

He works out more than you, you can't count skating
He doesn't smoke like you, I miss the taste
Here's another verse about how I miss you, but I don't really miss you anymore
What's your name again

And there's a burning in my brain
And a hole where your hand was
And too many sleepless nights
But if I can't have you, he'll have to do

Though he can never
Compare to you
You know that he will
Oh god he's got to
He'll have to do

And there's a burning in my brain
And a hole where your hand was
And too many sleepless nights
But if I can't have you, he'll have to do



Credits
Writer(s): Distracted
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