Blisters
Train my eyes on the road on the skies
Keep on running, running
Hair's a mess, yeah this night's a wreck
But it's something, someone else
Who touches me like someone I once knew
But it's not me, it's not you
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
Just a little frisky
But this is the last time
I'm calling you up
Make mistakes like my heart can't break
Cause I don't have one, I don't
On Friday nights, fake a name fake a smile
I am someone, someone else
Who touches you like someone you once knew
And it's not me, it's not me
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
Just a little frisky
But this is the last time
I'm calling you up
pull your shirt over my head
yeah you're leaving me on read
I've got blisters for days
when I'm pulling off my dress
feel your hands around my neck
I've got blisters
who touches me like someone I once knew
But it's not you, it's not you
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
just a little frisky
but this is the last time
I'm calling you up for the last time
I'm calling you, I'm calling you up
For the last time
Last time, last time, last time
Keep on running, running
Hair's a mess, yeah this night's a wreck
But it's something, someone else
Who touches me like someone I once knew
But it's not me, it's not you
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
Just a little frisky
But this is the last time
I'm calling you up
Make mistakes like my heart can't break
Cause I don't have one, I don't
On Friday nights, fake a name fake a smile
I am someone, someone else
Who touches you like someone you once knew
And it's not me, it's not me
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
Just a little frisky
But this is the last time
I'm calling you up
pull your shirt over my head
yeah you're leaving me on read
I've got blisters for days
when I'm pulling off my dress
feel your hands around my neck
I've got blisters
who touches me like someone I once knew
But it's not you, it's not you
Feet are full of blisters, everything is twisted
And I'm calling you up for the last time
Lately, I've been drinking whiskey
just a little frisky
but this is the last time
I'm calling you up for the last time
I'm calling you, I'm calling you up
For the last time
Last time, last time, last time
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Writer(s): Geena Barbara Kloeppel, Ronnie Disimone
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