Red Flags

You can smell the whisky on my breath, you can tell that I'm fucked up
(Yeah)
And baby, I don't have too much left, I'm just trying not to fuck up
(Shit)
And lately I've been sick and fucking tired of trying to keep my head up
I don't wanna raise flags, I don't wanna pull alarms, I don't want seem fed up
But the more that I continue on, I know that I'm distressed
I know that I did you wrong, I know that I'm a pest
I hurt everything that's good for me, I'm a mess
I see you in my dreams and that shit makes me depressed
I wish that I could go back, I would change all of my ways
Such a piece of shit the way I'd hold you in the shade
Never in the light although you're golden in those days
Never forget how your ass jiggled as you walked away
That shit made me crazy, I wish that I could stay
But you fucked another dude and tried to hope it'd fade away
But I'd never let you live that down, you say I'm crazy
I think that I'm just normal with some morals that aren't hazy
Told me everything would work out fine
Then you turned and left me cursed, but why?

I've been broken and I'm battered, but I can't quit now
Gave you everything
Then you turned around and threw it out
I've been fucked up, I don't know how to cope
Now I got a couple hundred thousand views
And your like wow...

I've been broken and I'm battered, but I can't quit now
Gave you everything
Then you turned around and threw it out
I've been fucked up, I don't know how to cope
Now I got a couple hundred thousand views
And your like wow.



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Hans
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