Drunk Karaoke
You had no idea what was coming did you
Me and all my crazy antics crashed right through your window
I thought that nothing i did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Blood on my sleeve
Where did it come from, I'm wondering
I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you)
But then again I act like you still care about everything I do
I need to medicate
Maybe I'll live for better days
Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place
Is that a real thing?
Is that a real thing?
I'll be honest I miss everything about you
Is that true or have I forgotten what I'd been so mad about
I thought that nothing I did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Blood on my sleeve
Where did it come from, I'm wondering
I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you)
But then again I act like you still care about everything I do
I need to medicate
Maybe I'll live for better days
Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place
Is that a real thing?
Is that a real thing?
(Oh, did you want me to slow down here?
Okay.)
I thought that nothing I did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Me and all my crazy antics crashed right through your window
I thought that nothing i did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Blood on my sleeve
Where did it come from, I'm wondering
I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you)
But then again I act like you still care about everything I do
I need to medicate
Maybe I'll live for better days
Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place
Is that a real thing?
Is that a real thing?
I'll be honest I miss everything about you
Is that true or have I forgotten what I'd been so mad about
I thought that nothing I did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Blood on my sleeve
Where did it come from, I'm wondering
I'm pretty sure I lost you (Lost you)
But then again I act like you still care about everything I do
I need to medicate
Maybe I'll live for better days
Maybe I'll open my eyes and see that the world isn't this bad of a place
Is that a real thing?
Is that a real thing?
(Oh, did you want me to slow down here?
Okay.)
I thought that nothing I did mattered
I took it and rewrote the pattern
I'm hoping that you hate my guts now
You know I'm picking up the pace still
Credits
Writer(s): Giuliana Mormile
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