Thanks For Coming Out
I'll listen to the stories about shitty boys who broke your heart
I noticed how you looked at me the moment I parked my car
I called you my best friend when we both know you were way more
Sorry I gave that boy my number I don't know what I did that for
Three days, two girls, didn't think too much about it
You left home to Nashville running away out of habit
I'll go back to kissing strangers in the dark
And you can go back to lying to yourself 'bout who you are
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
You kissed a girl, don't you forget
Thanks for coming out for the weekend
I'm so glad that Natalie ended catching that bad cold
You've liked me back since Broadway, at least that's what I've been told
I warned you, you might panic, I did the same with Marybeth
I thought we'd work it out, didn't see it coming when you left
Two girls, one city, filled the spaces in between
A hotel, a few days, I guess it's all we're gonna be
I'll go back to kissing strangers in the dark
And you can go back to lying to yourself about who you are
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
You kissed a girl, don't you forget
Thanks for coming out for the weekend
I noticed how you looked at me the moment I parked my car
I called you my best friend when we both know you were way more
Sorry I gave that boy my number I don't know what I did that for
Three days, two girls, didn't think too much about it
You left home to Nashville running away out of habit
I'll go back to kissing strangers in the dark
And you can go back to lying to yourself 'bout who you are
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
You kissed a girl, don't you forget
Thanks for coming out for the weekend
I'm so glad that Natalie ended catching that bad cold
You've liked me back since Broadway, at least that's what I've been told
I warned you, you might panic, I did the same with Marybeth
I thought we'd work it out, didn't see it coming when you left
Two girls, one city, filled the spaces in between
A hotel, a few days, I guess it's all we're gonna be
I'll go back to kissing strangers in the dark
And you can go back to lying to yourself about who you are
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck
You kissed a girl, don't you forget
Thanks for coming out for the weekend
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Writer(s): Alexander Hoyt Wilke, Madeleine Marie Zahm, Carlee Chappell
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