L.A. Ex

No calls I hate this
You went out to L.A. to be famous
Drunks texts you're shameless
You're out with him he stays nameless

You're at another L.A. party
You'll go home with somebody
You'll forget me and you're not sorry
Now you're passed out looking like a zombie

I flew into L.A.X
Just to make you my L.A. Ex
You pretend like life's not a mess
Dropped your life and you flew out west
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa

Missed calls I still want you
You called you didn't want to
I heard his voice so you lied
I liked you more when you were East Side

You're at another L.A. party
You'll go home with somebody
You'll forget me and you're not sorry
Now you're passed out looking like a zombie

I flew into L.A.X
Just to make you my L.A. Ex
You pretend like life's not a mess
Dropped your life and you flew out west
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa

And you're so beautiful beautiful beautiful
And this life's not suitable suitable suitable
Makes you feel useable useable useable
But you're so beautiful beautiful beautiful

I flew into L.A.X
Just to make you my L.A. Ex
You pretend like life's not a mess
Dropped your life and you flew out west
Whoa whoa
Whoa whoa



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Writer(s): Collin Roach
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