Idiot
I took the road less traveled
And I ended up alone
A thousand miles from home
Thinking about you baby
You know
We don't really have to be
So damn perfectly impressed
By our roots of evil
And they're
Lying on the couch
And wiping off those flowers from your lips
Watching TV
Picking out your Sunday Dresses
Trying not to look at your phone
I need everyone to tell me I'm their best friend
I will never leave them alone
I need everyone to tell me I'm their best friend
Stick around until the very end
And I ended up alone
A thousand miles from home
Thinking about you baby
You know
We don't really have to be
So damn perfectly impressed
By our roots of evil
And they're
Lying on the couch
And wiping off those flowers from your lips
Watching TV
Picking out your Sunday Dresses
Trying not to look at your phone
I need everyone to tell me I'm their best friend
I will never leave them alone
I need everyone to tell me I'm their best friend
Stick around until the very end
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Writer(s): Jeremy Henninger
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