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Bubble-gum cum-stain memories Late night talks of swapping drugs for a wedding ring Couldn't kick the habit so her tongue is just a memory Silent tennis speak, saw 40 love It's back to love love to you miss, you got me fucked up I'll be better off a eunuch, swapping record deals for an arrow off of Cupid Is that ruthless?, man that's stupid Remember splitting fifty/fifty on some beers Had you butt-naked tripping up the stairs Cuz' who the fuck cares when it's me and you Yeah, I don't usually do this, and that'd need excuse But yeah I needed you Call me dumbo, gripped the trunk in the pants Had to smoke a little something at the party to dance I left the party to piss, back to Bacardi and Chance A quick getaway with you to try some drunken romance No plans, no schemes, just you and I Cuz when I saw you eyeing up that other guy, It's no lie Take a page out the book called pain You see if it hurts it means it's worth it You've got the game and you can't learn from the bullshit kiddy stuff, pissy fits, late nights, picture this, me and her, kicking back, killing it working with corduroy, bitch fits arguing wondering, are you the one? or one of the wrong ones? I've been blundering since my ma found the skins in my room I found worse digging around my own head for a tune, It goes Dum dee-dee Dum da dum-da! x4 It was that brutish kind of love Wanted affection thought the bruises was enough Damn right moody with the muff Only let me hit it when i play with her enough, but She played me, like Dum dee-dee Dum da dum-da! x4