Somebody Else's
You posted a picture I wanted to throw my phone away
Some stupid caption about your better half, it's crazy
Blonde hair, blue eyes, bet she even wears my shoe size
Two months ago that smile would've been mine
Now
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing you're
Somebody else's
Half of me is happy that you're happy these days
But most of me wishes I didn't leave you in the first place
I'm kicking myself knowing I made my bed
Why'd it take her sleeping in yours for me to wish it was me instead
'Cause
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing you're
Somebody else's
Bet that somebody else isn't taking you for granted
They ain't gonna chance it, know a good hand when they're handed it
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing I can't help it
I'm going through hell
Knowing you're
Somebody else's
Some stupid caption about your better half, it's crazy
Blonde hair, blue eyes, bet she even wears my shoe size
Two months ago that smile would've been mine
Now
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing you're
Somebody else's
Half of me is happy that you're happy these days
But most of me wishes I didn't leave you in the first place
I'm kicking myself knowing I made my bed
Why'd it take her sleeping in yours for me to wish it was me instead
'Cause
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing you're
Somebody else's
Bet that somebody else isn't taking you for granted
They ain't gonna chance it, know a good hand when they're handed it
Somebody else is, in your Augustana t-shirt, at midnight in your king size
Somebody else is, rapping a verse in the shotgun of your jeep
Used to be me wasting a weekend on your basement couch
Watching reruns and making out
Can't help it, I'm going through hell, knowing I can't help it
I'm going through hell
Knowing you're
Somebody else's
Credits
Writer(s): Chloe Collins, Emily Katherine Kroll
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