Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine
We're shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice, twice it brought me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired
Of you bitchin' all the time
'Cause when you love the way you’re living
It's just hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I just regret most of it
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice, twice it brought me down but it's the last time
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice, twice it brought me down but it's the last time
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice, (yeah, twice)
Twice it brought me down but it's the last time
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