How High

I'm so high I see the future
Falling for another loser
With a twisted sense of humour
And I'm waiting on you, boy (waiting on you, boy)

Picking me up in your daddy's truck (ooh)
I'd bet all my money you're already fucked up (ooh)
Every red light while we hooking up
I wonder how (ooh, ooh-ooh)

High you gotta be for you to love me
Drunk you gotta be for you to care
Tonight you gave me something to remember
Although I know you weren't really there

I'm so high I see the future (I'm so high I see the future)
I'll be crying in the Uber (I'll be crying in the Uber)
They'll probably start another rumour (they'll probably start another rumour)
And I'll be hating on you, boy (and I'll be hating on you, boy)

Picking me up in your daddy's truck (ooh)
I'd bet all my money you're already fucked up (ooh)
Every red light while we hooking up
I wonder how (ooh, ooh-ooh)

High you gotta be for you to love me
Drunk you gotta be for you to care
Tonight you gave me something to remember
Although I know you weren't really there

Picking me up in your daddy's truck
Tonight is a good night for a breakup
Every red light while we hooking up
I wonder how

High you gotta be for you to love me
Drunk you gotta be for you to care
Tonight you gave me something to remember
Although I know you weren't really there (how, how)

High you gotta be for you to love me
Drunk you gotta be for you to care (oh-ah)
Tonight you gave me something to remember
Although I know you weren't really there



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Brando O Farrell Ciciola, Charlotte Cardin, Phillipe Stebbings
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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