Print

It's two in the morning and you want it But we're better off friends and it doesn't have to end like this 'Cause you're honest and I start shit (and I start shit) You call it toxic, it's a problem And I gave you hope once and you lost it (once and you lost it) I'm just being honest (just being honest) She said repeat-eat, I don't look back, back, back though (Back, back, back though, back though) Love is so short-ort, why can't I forget-et it at all? (Get-et it all, get all) I'm tryna keep it on the low, but it's me I gotta go High, high, high I swear I can hold my own, but I really feel my lows now She said repeat-eat, I don't look back, back, back though (Back, back, back though, back though) Love is so short-ort, why can't I forget-et it at all? (Get-et it all, get all) I'm tryna keep it on the low, but it's me I gotta go High, high, high I swear I can hold my own, but I really feel my lows now High, high, high (get all) And I was so-so-o, I cannot forget-et it at all (get-et it at all) High, high, high And I was so-so-o, I cannot forget-et it at all (get-et it at all) Letras de canciones In the board of the planner (a scandal) I just don’t understand why you just got a man, he loves you You're a mess, all my friends know But you don't even want me, you just wanna kiss somebody In it for the ride, but you gotta break a law When you kill somebody (kill somebody) She said repeat-eat, I don't look back, back, back though (Back, back, back though, back, back, back though) Love is so short-ort, why can't I forget-et it at all? (Get-et it all, get all) I'm tryna keep it on the low, but it's me I gotta go High, high, high I swear I can hold my own, but I really feel my lows now (I really feel my lows, yeah) High, high, high (oh, oh) And I was so-so-o, I cannot forget-et it at all (No I cannot forget, I really feel my lows, yeah) High, high, high And I was so-so-o, I cannot forget-et it at all (high, high, woah) She said repeat-eat, I don't look back, back, back though (I swear I can feel my lows, I really feel my lows) Love is so short-ort, why can't I forget-et it at all? (Better on my own in my hotel) I'm tryna keep it on the low, but it's me I gotta go (18 months or so, how?) I swear I can hold my own, but I really feel my lows now (I'd rather be alone, I'd rather be alone now) From Letras Mania