Wishful Thinking...
Pink skies, no time
Summer breeze, we don't fight no more
Pink skies, no time
Summer breeze, we don't fight no more
I been alone playing guitar with the bros
Can't get away
Fuck you everyday
Keep em close all the way
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could make it through the day
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could see you someday
(Talked to my ex last night)
She said she don't fuck with me no more
But I got to tell her that she's gorgeous
I just gotta let her feel that force
Yeah I wanna feel like she's important
I don't see why you done gave up on yourself when you coulda had that scholarship that mommy made you get
And a trillion men were all up in your texts
I don't get it
Fuck it, I won't get it
I just won't understand why you did it
And I keep a Xan just in case I miss it
Yeah I'm talking bout the shit you put me through
And if my hands could really fix it
Then I won't be the man you said had hit ya
And I'm tryna have fans, a million pictures
Be in New York City with a whole new boo
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could make it through the day
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could see you someday
Summer breeze, we don't fight no more
Pink skies, no time
Summer breeze, we don't fight no more
I been alone playing guitar with the bros
Can't get away
Fuck you everyday
Keep em close all the way
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could make it through the day
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could see you someday
(Talked to my ex last night)
She said she don't fuck with me no more
But I got to tell her that she's gorgeous
I just gotta let her feel that force
Yeah I wanna feel like she's important
I don't see why you done gave up on yourself when you coulda had that scholarship that mommy made you get
And a trillion men were all up in your texts
I don't get it
Fuck it, I won't get it
I just won't understand why you did it
And I keep a Xan just in case I miss it
Yeah I'm talking bout the shit you put me through
And if my hands could really fix it
Then I won't be the man you said had hit ya
And I'm tryna have fans, a million pictures
Be in New York City with a whole new boo
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could make it through the day
Wishing that I, I, I
Wish that I could see you someday
Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Thammavongsa
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