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never been in love
03:06
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V1
That boy from georgia was so sweet
His voice was honey
And his mom loved me
And heād do anything for me
There every night when iād fall asleep
But never showed up in my dreams
PRE1
I wasted 3 months of my life
4 different times
Hard as i tried
C
Iāve never been in love
And I fucking hate
That I couldnāt make it past the crush
When Iāve felt the pain
That comes with the break
But I couldnāt say you were the one
Iāve never been in love
V2
I almost had it one time
But then he left me for jesus christ
And some nights when I get high
I think about him hope heās doing fine
I pray that someoneās right for me
PRE2
Itās always 3 months then it dies
4 different guys
I donāt know why
C
Iāve never been in love
And I fucking hate
That I couldnāt make it past the crush
When Iāve felt the pain
That comes with the break
But I couldnāt say you were the one
Iāve never been in love
Iāve never been in love
If there was a way
I wouldāve stayed but
Being good on paperās not enough
Iāve never been in love
BRIDGE
What if iām with someone forever never get there
Some people wait around forever & itās not fair
What if Iām with someone forever never get there
Some people wait around forever & ever & ever
C
Iāve never been in love
And I fucking hate
That I couldnāt make it past the crush
When Iāve felt the pain
That comes with the break
But I couldnāt say you were the one
Iāve never been in love
Iāve never been in love
If there was a way
I wouldāve stayed but
Being good on paperās not enough
Iāve never been in love
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2. |
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You really got me blue
I donāt smoke but I do when Iām with you
Our friends are in the back
Waiting for me to come back
but I donāt want to
You really got me bad
With a girl I didnāt know you had
Sheās laying in your bed
But youāre fucking with my head
You want me where Iām at
And I know you know I know youāre no good
But I know you know Iād love you if I could
You make your moves, I fold
Stakes are high for having someone to hold
Youāre keeping score and youāre coming out just fine
Cause I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time
Youāre everything to me
Iām the one you call when you canāt sleep
I pray away the sun
Because when the morning comes
You always leave
And I know you know I know youāre no good
But I know you know Iād hate you if I could
You make your moves, I fold
Stakes are high for having someone to hold
Youāre keeping score and youāre coming out just fine
Cause I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the
I think about you all the
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the
I think about you all the time
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3. |
Talking to Myself
03:51
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Like a movie
That you can quote almost every line
Like a t-shirt
That you have washed bout a hundred times
I got used to your voice
Like it was my own
Now there's kind of a void
I'm totally fine though
This is the part where I
Start losing my damn mind
This house is way too quiet
And I know the walls would never tell
But lately Iāve been talking to myself
What if I play pretend
You're holding me again
We're laughing in my head
But I know that there's nobody else
And Iāve just been talking
Talking to myself
I could replay all your voicemails
But it's not the same
But at least then I could always hear you say my name
I got used to your voice
Like it was my own
Now there's kind of a void
I'm totally fine though
This is the part where I
Start losing my damn mind
This house is way too quiet
And I know the walls would never tell
But lately Iāve been talking to myself
What if I play pretend
You're holding me again
We're laughing in my head
But I know that there's nobody else
And Iāve just been talking
Talking to myself
Talking to myself
I made a list of all the things I couldn't tell you
Do you miss me are you talking to yourself too
This is the part where I
Start losing my damn mind
This house is way too quiet
And I know the walls would never tell
But lately Iāve been talking to myself
What if I play pretend
You're holding me again
We're laughing in my head
But I know that there's nobody else
And Iāve just been talking
Talking to myself
Talking to myself
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4. |
Summer Coat
03:06
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VS
found you when it was cold
In a bin
bought you there and then
turned off my heat, wore you to bed
my second skin
never take you off again
PRE
why do seasons have to change
can it be winter forever, no melting away
CH
ooooooo
I wish that it was cold in the summer
ooooooo
So I could wear my coat in the summer
VS
wrapped your arms around my waist
dried my tears
you were so sincere
but the sun gets closer every day
the warm is here
And I think the end is near
PRE
why do seasons have to change
can it be winter forever, no melting away
CH
I wish that it was cold in the summer
So I could wear my coat in the summer
BRIDGE
So Iāll keep you
But I donāt really need to
What have I agreed to
Smothered in a hundred degrees
We both
Knows this ends in heat stroke
Canāt go back to zero
CH
I wish that it was cold in the summer
So I could wear my coat in the summer
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5. |
Being Alone
03:31
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And then there was one
Alone again, thought this would be more fun
Always doomed from the start
A momentary fix for lonely hearts
But tell me Iāve got so much time
And I am so young, and I should be getting some
I wish I was better at being alone
Being alone, being alone
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone
I just donāt want to, donāt wanna go home, wanna go home
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone, being alone
So we meet again
Guess hurt me is written on my skin
I pick ones I canāt fix
Fall in love between the stones and sticks
But tell me Iāve got so much time
And I am so young, and I should be getting some
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone
I just donāt want to, donāt wanna go home, wanna go home
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone, being alone
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone
I wish I was better at being alone, being alone
I just donāt want to, donāt wanna go home, wanna go home
I wish I was better at being alone
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6. |
Grown
03:30
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Straight ahead
Donāt open up the door downstairs
Leave it for the big kids
With their big heads
Iām always wrong
Iāll never be the smartest one
Because I just sing songs
And I havenāt lived too long
So I sit on the hardwood floor
And I breathe in and out to calm me down
Cause i keep thinking bout how iām getting older
But I thought Iād be grown by now
When did I learn
My motherās not right
When he talks to loud
and holds me too tight
I think a little fearās okay
Keeps you on your toes
But what if my biggest fear
Is that Iām gonna die alone
Cause I feel like a little girl again
Wanting to be liked by all her friends
Oh I feel like a little girl thatās scared
Scared that her childhood will end
So I sit on the hardwood floor
And I breathe in and out to calm me down
Cause i keep thinking bout how iām getting older
But I thought Iād be grown by now
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