18
I'm feeling like I'm 18 running round chasing you
Lately keeping track of what you do
I may be sitting on a couple dudes but
Fuck if I could choose
I would pick you
I would pick you
You know I hate writing songs like this
You know I hate opening up like this
You know I'd fake it if I could baby
If I could phase you out I would baby, so
Why am I so stuck
Guess I'm outta luck now
Every time we fuck
Know I gotta duck out
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
We were on the same team, kept my record too clean
No replacements never thought of trading you
Lost my patience and I lost my faith in love
You know I can't keep on giving you shit
I got priorities so don't make me quit
I never wanted you to stay on my dick
Gave you a damn time and I know you miss it
Now you're kinda stuck guess you're out of luck now
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
No, I got no time to cry
Lately keeping track of what you do
I may be sitting on a couple dudes but
Fuck if I could choose
I would pick you
I would pick you
You know I hate writing songs like this
You know I hate opening up like this
You know I'd fake it if I could baby
If I could phase you out I would baby, so
Why am I so stuck
Guess I'm outta luck now
Every time we fuck
Know I gotta duck out
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
We were on the same team, kept my record too clean
No replacements never thought of trading you
Lost my patience and I lost my faith in love
You know I can't keep on giving you shit
I got priorities so don't make me quit
I never wanted you to stay on my dick
Gave you a damn time and I know you miss it
Now you're kinda stuck guess you're out of luck now
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
Guess that I'm afraid of what we would be if I would wait some time
Til we got nothing to say
Rather cut it off, I don't wanna watch it die
Never had enough, but I got no time to cry
No, I got no time to cry
Credits
Writer(s): Zach Crowell, Jonathan Singleton, Troy Verges
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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