Lipstick stains, she said it was the last time
But I'm her new favorite pastime
It won't change, it was a bad idea
Get me the fuck out of here
Yeah, I do my best and I get nothing, I'm selfish
I only hit your line when I need something, I'm helpless
Using your words as a weapon
Yeah, 9-1-1, I need a medic
And I don't wanna say I miss you
But it don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
There's nothing I would change about you
It don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
Pick your brain, twenty minutes on a FaceTime
I pull up and it's game time
It won't change, it was a bad idea
Get me the fuck out of here
Yeah, I do my best and I get nothing, I'm selfish
I only hit your line when I need something, I'm helpless
Using your words as a weapon
Yeah, 9-1-1, I need a medic
And I don't wanna say I miss you
But it don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
There's nothing I would change about you
It don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
And I don't wanna say I miss you
But it don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
There's nothing I would change about you
It don't feel the same without you
I can't feel my face around you
In the end, it's the same old story
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, oh-ooh
In the end, it's the same old story
Writer(s): David Bradley Jr. Wilson, Jad Antoury, Travis L. Barker, William S. Schultz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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