No Choice

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh

I remember us alone
Tasting you like alcohol, I know
(For me, it was always you)
Madison and 34
Watched you close that yellow door and go

I should have said turn around, turn around
Let's get back to it
I should have said I was wrong all along
I put you through it
I can't undo it

But I could call your phone just to hear your voice
I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point?
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I could run away but I won't get far
Meet somebody new, let her break my heart
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you, I still think of you

I'm missin' you in figure eight
Tears me down, it's way too late, I know
That you already moved on
You were gone before I knew it
Just to come back like a song
On and on in my head, I can't lose it
I can't undo it

But I could call your phone just to hear your voice
I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point?
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I could run away but I won't get far
Meet somebody new, let her break my heart
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you, I still think of you

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh

No matter what I try to do, I never get away from you, ah-aah
And even if I wanted to, the only other choice is you, mm-ah

I could call your phone just to hear your voice
I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point?
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I could run away but I won't get far
Meet somebody new, let her break my heart
I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice
I still think of you, I still think of you

Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Matthew Slaven, Justin Breit, Derek Fuhrmann
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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