Itiot
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Caught up and oblivious
I'm a fuckin' idiot
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Got too many things to say
Pushing everyone away
Trynna make it through the day
Acting like it's all okay
Days get colder after nights I'm high
And yeah you look much better
When you sleep at night
You know I find it funny you're the type of guy
To tell me "Goodbye, baby" but you hold me tight
Yeah yeah
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Trustin' you and feeling shit
I'm a fuckin' idiot
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Wasting all my time away
Dreaming of some escapade
Spending every single day
Caught up in your dumb charades
You talk so lovely and you look so kind
You got me straight up dancing in a chorus line
Oh but I wish someone told me ahead of time
That I would be so stupid to think you're mine
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
You may take my breath away somehow
But you're lying to my face right now
So so
You're the fuckin idiot
Now I get it, yep that's it
You're a fuckin idiot
You're a fuckin idiot
Six-pack abs are photoshopped
Kissin' girls and takin off
Buying drinks out every night then
Right back to your parents' loft
So So So So
So So
You're a fuckin idiot
Caught up and oblivious
I'm a fuckin' idiot
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Got too many things to say
Pushing everyone away
Trynna make it through the day
Acting like it's all okay
Days get colder after nights I'm high
And yeah you look much better
When you sleep at night
You know I find it funny you're the type of guy
To tell me "Goodbye, baby" but you hold me tight
Yeah yeah
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Trustin' you and feeling shit
I'm a fuckin' idiot
I'm a fuckin' idiot
Wasting all my time away
Dreaming of some escapade
Spending every single day
Caught up in your dumb charades
You talk so lovely and you look so kind
You got me straight up dancing in a chorus line
Oh but I wish someone told me ahead of time
That I would be so stupid to think you're mine
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
You may take my breath away somehow
But you're lying to my face right now
So so
You're the fuckin idiot
Now I get it, yep that's it
You're a fuckin idiot
You're a fuckin idiot
Six-pack abs are photoshopped
Kissin' girls and takin off
Buying drinks out every night then
Right back to your parents' loft
So So So So
So So
You're a fuckin idiot
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Writer(s): Jillian Heller
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