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I don't wake up in the morning like I used to People change and it feels unusual Not been the same since San Francisco I guess I'm strange Changing clothes to the tees with the stripes on Baggy jeans with the Air Force, the white ones How'd you feel 'bout the Cons with the high tops? (Yeah) Now you're gone, said you missed me Now I'm all tryna fix things And you hate me now, you're sober I thank to fuck it's over Now you're gone, said you missed me Now I'm all tryna fix things And you dress me up to shoot me down And that's why hats don't suit me now Somedays, you say things you already told me Pictures of you I just keep on holdin' Lost in my room 'cause you said I'm a boomer Keepin' me glued with your shit sense of humour I'm all on my own for the weekend, baby Won't you come up for the weekend, baby? Haven't been up just to see me lately Startin' to think that you hate me Letras de canciones Maybe she's a [?] with a heart of gold (Heart of gold) She'll know what she wants to know (Wants to know) Fucked me when she stole the show (Stole the show) Get a mask, screamin', "Go, go, go, go, go" (Yeah) Now you're gone, said you missed me Now I'm all tryna fix things And you hate me now, you're sober I thank to fuck it's over Now you're gone, said you missed me Now I'm all tryna fix things And you dress me up to shoot me down And that's why hats don't suit me now From Letras Mania