Switched Up

Spilled on the floor
Melt in my hands
I gave you something you didn't wanna have
Footprints in the snow
Carved my name in a tree
I get sentimental when I drink before three

I don't know
I wish that I hated you

Even if I don't give a fuck
I got love for what used to be
Too bad, I ain't picking up
It takes more to get through to me
Tried to blame it on bad luck
But the truth is that you switched up

You choose when you're in and out of my life
Grew up then grew out, it doesn't feel right
Clouds are casting shadows on the skyline
It's too late, and I don't really, I don't really wanna know
Yeah, I don't really wanna know

Even if I don't give a fuck
I got love for what used to be
Too bad, I ain't picking up
It takes more to get through to me
Tried to blame it on bad luck
But the truth is that you switched up

Ooh-ooh, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ooh

Blame it on, blame it on bad luck
You can blame it on, blame it on bad luck

(You can blame it on bad luck)
(When the truth is that you switched up)



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Migliore, Gabriel Rosen
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