Five

What's the problem baby, whatcha gonna do
It's really okay if you're sorry
Are you trying to tell me that I'm fucked
The monkey wrench in the aftermath of the avalanche has got me stuck
I'm out of luck

It's a little funny what you're trying to say
How you fucking with me if you're fucking me
I'm still learning the apologies
On the precipice of a bitterness that is shadowing my memory
I can't believe all the synergy when I'm fighting you and you're loving me

You're giving me a high five
Like it's keeping me alive

Is it something I should try to never know
Are you selling tickets to my favorite show
Do I need a new moniker
Am I single now, are you out of town, were you kissing while making out
Anatomy is the balcony to the kind of stuff that is bittersweet

You're giving me a high five
Like it's keeping me alive

I can never really seem to get it out
Should I be talking to you if we're in a crowd
Did I bite more than I can chew
It's hard to say that it's not okay when I wait til it's not true
Halftime's when I realized that the game's not against you



Credits
Writer(s): Beau Wammack
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