How can we forget
All of the memories we made
And the moments we had
How can we pretend
Like we never ever met
Like we weren't BFF's and more than friends
Now when I hear the word pretty
I picture your face when you leaned in to kiss me
You were just like my toothbrush
'Cause every morning and night you wеre with me
I bite my nails
I grind my teeth
Anxiеty, need dentistry
You said you wouldn't leave
Then you left me
Take a breath, I need to breathe, I'm breathless
Go to bed, I need to sleep, I'm restless
I got a lot of regrets, but if I could go back in time
I wouldn't change it
'Cause it made me the man that I am
But man, I used to hate him
God damn, with the hand he was handed
I don't blame him
But he kept a poker face and played the game like he's in Vegas
But the game he was playing was made to lose
'Cause the dealers bent the rules, and he's dealt a 7-2 offsuit
So he tried to fucking quit
Popped a handful of Xans
From a canister that wasn't his
He awoke in an ambulance
His mom found her one and only son
On the rug, cold to the touch
She tried to shake him but he wouldn't wake up
And I talk about him in third person and in past tense
'Cause that guy died when he took too many percs
And when I should have
I think of what I should've, could've, would've, done back then
Different
But I can't go back to change the past
Even if I could, I couldn't
How can we forget
All of the memories we made
And the moments we had
How can we pretend
Like we never ever met
Like we weren't BFF's and more than friends
Now when I hear the word pretty
I picture your face when you leaned in to kiss me
You were just like my toothbrush
'Cause every morning and night you were with me
I bite my nails
I grind my teeth
Anxiety, need dentistry
Sniffing blow until my nose bleeds
I know that you know that you know me
But know (no), that's the old me
When you draw the line, I cross the line
When you cross the T's and dot the I's
Then you sign on the dotted line
I fell in love with dollar signs
I, I apologize for the times
I made you second guess our relationship
'Cause that's most of the regrets on the laundry list
But when I get on top of it
Get to the top of it
I go to the bottom again 'cause it's never ending
Got a lot of weight on my shoulders
Like I'm Sisyphus
You got a new man, but I got a new woman
And man, oh man, this woman is like Sam I Am
She's making eggs and bacon every morning
I'm making blue faces and Franklins
Go to the bank like employment
Bad bitch, she's a Playboy bitch
I'm driving, she's riding
We're playing Fall Out Boys shit
Last night it felt like I was dying
This morning I was surprised
That I survived
