N 25th st.
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Go
It was over, we moved on
Now u got nothing to show
A broken heart, a broken home
You're so lonely
Go
It was over, we moved on
Now u got nothing to show
A broken heart, a broken home
You're so lonely
And baby I know
It wasn't for the best
When we had our make up sex
Make up sex
You feel less when im restless
Please don't test this
Bout to bus up all this cream up on your necklace
Im reckless, don't text this
I don't want conversations
Girl u need moderation
U always with ur girls,
It always seems like someone hating
Tell that bitch to stfu before she test my patience
Girl she tests my patience
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
And don't
Now it's over, we moved on.
Still I wrote u another song.
But it turns out I was wrong
Bitch im wrong
I was wrong
Tell me what was different
Tell me girl what was different?
Seems like were always missin
Seems like were always missin
And girl u gotta go
Catch that flight right home
It was over now we know
It was over when u chose
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Go
It was over, we moved on
Now u got nothing to show
A broken heart, a broken home
You're so lonely
Go
It was over, we moved on
Now u got nothing to show
A broken heart, a broken home
You're so lonely
And baby I know
It wasn't for the best
When we had our make up sex
Make up sex
You feel less when im restless
Please don't test this
Bout to bus up all this cream up on your necklace
Im reckless, don't text this
I don't want conversations
Girl u need moderation
U always with ur girls,
It always seems like someone hating
Tell that bitch to stfu before she test my patience
Girl she tests my patience
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
Girl, why don't u pack your shit and go
Why don't u buy a ticket home
Cuz all u really know
And don't
Now it's over, we moved on.
Still I wrote u another song.
But it turns out I was wrong
Bitch im wrong
I was wrong
Tell me what was different
Tell me girl what was different?
Seems like were always missin
Seems like were always missin
And girl u gotta go
Catch that flight right home
It was over now we know
It was over when u chose
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Writer(s): Dylan Stamp
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