You Did a Number on Me
One night I met you over
Two shots of whiskey
Three weeks later
I was in too deep
Four months in
You were cold and distant
Five nights a week
You had me losing sleep
Six AM came and went
You still hadn't come in yet
I just keep going over it all in my head
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand,
it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
Too many last calls
Turned into
Me leaving my friends
To come meet you
Should've been my first clue
But I couldn't see through
Motel mistakes
I wish I could erase
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand, it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
Bad boys like you
Plus good girls like me
Equals nothing but regret and hurt
The math just doesn't work
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand, it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
One night I met you over
Two shots of whiskey
Three weeks later I was in too deep
Two shots of whiskey
Three weeks later
I was in too deep
Four months in
You were cold and distant
Five nights a week
You had me losing sleep
Six AM came and went
You still hadn't come in yet
I just keep going over it all in my head
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand,
it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
Too many last calls
Turned into
Me leaving my friends
To come meet you
Should've been my first clue
But I couldn't see through
Motel mistakes
I wish I could erase
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand, it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
Bad boys like you
Plus good girls like me
Equals nothing but regret and hurt
The math just doesn't work
The number of times that
I believed your lies
And all of those red flags
That I tried to justify
I gave you more second chances
Than I could count on one hand, it's easy to see when you add up all the lonely
Boy, you did a number on me
One night I met you over
Two shots of whiskey
Three weeks later I was in too deep
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Writer(s): Stephanie Rabus
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