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[Verse 1: Jackson Foote] Put your cigarette out, know I hate those I hate how you left a bad taste in my mouth I believed what I wanted to see in you And it's true, now the truth's coming out [Pre-Chorus: Jackson Foote] There's a ghost in my bed Should...

Boy, your love is the shit, put your hands on my hips Could you come fuck me up just a little? I don't want it at all if I can't have it all What's the point if we're stuck in the middle, yeah? And you're so composed and I'm so dramatic And you're beautif...

I miss you Driving us off the road Driving each other mad We were dysfunctional And I miss you Running through red lights and Banging on my front door Begging for me to let you in Ooh, you get under my skin For better or worse Maybe we should get b...

What's with the drugs these days? These days I don't feel nothin' Unless our bodies touchin', babe Losin' my buzz, oh no Go get the bartender Fix me up something better, babe 'Cause I can't get high No, I can't get high, no, no, no No, I can't get hig...

[Verse 1: Joe Jonas] I think I saw you on the subway Riding my way home from work Probably got yourself a new boyfriend Honestly, I can't be sure [Pre-Chorus: Joe Jonas] Oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why am I stuck on you? Mmm, mmm Oh why, oh why...

I am the queen of overthinking That's why I'm always drinking Something to get me Outta my head, outta my head Tonight, I'm tryna make bad choices So I can drown these voices Wish I could get them Outta my head, outta my head I'm sorry, I don't talk...

I'm feeling foolish just because You've been fooling with someone Who isn't who they used to be Someone who isn't me Who's bad idea was this anyway? Said that we needed space, we just got closer Late at night, missing the little things Something as sim...

I was fine till the night, that your friends Introduced me to you, fucked me up We got high at the bar now the bar's too high Girl, on the nights we met in the city I should've just got drunk and stayed home But now I got a piece of you with me whereve...

I hope you never hear this You probably couldn't deal with it Hope your family's doing still doing great I miss em every Sunday Friends probably hate me (they) wish you never met me Fuck a happy ending Since you left it’s One, two, three now he's com...