Dead Ringer
I used to believe in love before you came along
Had to throw you out like a cigarette that got rained on
I was blind by your disguise, it's unoriginal
You may talk the talk, walk the walk, but this act is criminal
You're a dead ringer, yeah
Dead ringer, yeah
So pull up to my place with your 750 of Jack
Oh but did you forget I taught you how to drink like that
Go ahead, steal my shit, there's more where that came from
Keep trash talkin, sleep walkin, cause baby we are done
You're a dead ringer, yeah
A dead ringer, yeah
Now we sleep in separate beds it's something I don't miss
Honey don't you pretend I didn't see that French kiss
Run on out, of my house, fake sugar makes me sick
Take the trash with you, hell with you, long outta my head
You're a dead ringer, yeah
A dead ringer, yeah
Dig up the dirt, push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven)
Dig up the dirt, push me low
You can't ring my bell
Dig up the dirt push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven)
Dig up the dirt push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
You're a dead ringer (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
You're a dead ringer, yeah (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby
Had to throw you out like a cigarette that got rained on
I was blind by your disguise, it's unoriginal
You may talk the talk, walk the walk, but this act is criminal
You're a dead ringer, yeah
Dead ringer, yeah
So pull up to my place with your 750 of Jack
Oh but did you forget I taught you how to drink like that
Go ahead, steal my shit, there's more where that came from
Keep trash talkin, sleep walkin, cause baby we are done
You're a dead ringer, yeah
A dead ringer, yeah
Now we sleep in separate beds it's something I don't miss
Honey don't you pretend I didn't see that French kiss
Run on out, of my house, fake sugar makes me sick
Take the trash with you, hell with you, long outta my head
You're a dead ringer, yeah
A dead ringer, yeah
Dig up the dirt, push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven)
Dig up the dirt, push me low
You can't ring my bell
Dig up the dirt push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven)
Dig up the dirt push me low
You can't ring my bell (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
You're a dead ringer (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
You're a dead ringer, yeah (I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby)
I hope you don't believe in heaven, baby
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Writer(s): Ava Anderson
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