Sos!
One, two, three
(Aye)
I'll bite my tongue and we'll make out in the backseat
If you hate my guts then, baby, why do we act like we don't wake up drunk
It's the same thing as last week
This panic attack's everlasting
I got your name on my tattoos
My therapist just told me that your bad news
Karma's a bitch, she told me that we're past due
At this party getting faded inside the bathroom till I can't feel a thing
Can't seem to get you out of my head
Without me it seems like you've never been better
I don't want you to be okay
How'd I let you get away like that
Throwing polaroids in propane
Now were going up in flames I guess
SOS
Do you hear me at all
I'm left for dead
I've been having withdrawals and I can't catch my breath
I didn't know we were flawed
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS at the top of my (Lungs)
(Aye)
Twin flame, met you in a past life
I said that last time, it would be the last time
But we switched lanes, all you do is gaslight
I might crash, blurry vision while I pass by
You made me hate LA
I think I'm in too deep, 'cause I can't feel my face
And lately, I'm afraid it leaves a bad taste every time I say your name
I don't want you to be okay
How'd I let you get away like that?
Throwing polaroids in propane
Now were going up in flames I guess
SOS
Do you hear me at all
I'm left for dead
I've been having withdrawals and I can't catch my breath
I didn't know we were flawed
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS at the top of my lungs
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS
(Aye)
I'll bite my tongue and we'll make out in the backseat
If you hate my guts then, baby, why do we act like we don't wake up drunk
It's the same thing as last week
This panic attack's everlasting
I got your name on my tattoos
My therapist just told me that your bad news
Karma's a bitch, she told me that we're past due
At this party getting faded inside the bathroom till I can't feel a thing
Can't seem to get you out of my head
Without me it seems like you've never been better
I don't want you to be okay
How'd I let you get away like that
Throwing polaroids in propane
Now were going up in flames I guess
SOS
Do you hear me at all
I'm left for dead
I've been having withdrawals and I can't catch my breath
I didn't know we were flawed
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS at the top of my (Lungs)
(Aye)
Twin flame, met you in a past life
I said that last time, it would be the last time
But we switched lanes, all you do is gaslight
I might crash, blurry vision while I pass by
You made me hate LA
I think I'm in too deep, 'cause I can't feel my face
And lately, I'm afraid it leaves a bad taste every time I say your name
I don't want you to be okay
How'd I let you get away like that?
Throwing polaroids in propane
Now were going up in flames I guess
SOS
Do you hear me at all
I'm left for dead
I've been having withdrawals and I can't catch my breath
I didn't know we were flawed
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS at the top of my lungs
Now you're just my ex
I'm screaming SOS
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Writer(s): Carter Perkins
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