This song, a falling out of love song
And jar into a Gladstone
Where she keeps you at her waist

Screamin I’ve missed this
Fixing her hair and wrecking lipstick
I’ll flap your lips and makes a meal of it
And goes and tries to make your words stick, to her
Although you know it meant nothing

You used to feel alright getting back
To find you there
Coming in pissed wet through
And you would just sit there

Tryin to act up
When I know you don’t care for much
So it never did work

She begs can we leave faster
Touching you up on by the banister
You know that there could be worse things to do
Than to have her end up on you
Screamin I’ve missed this
Lie to your friends and call in work sick
Because I want you all alone
The cheeky bitch she left a mark
Yeah yeah you know she felt nothing
YOURE RINGIN ME
THERES ANOTHER CHORUS
THIS IS YOU RINGING MEH RIGHT NOW
I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT
RUININ THE VERSION OF THIS SONG
ALLO