I ain't the best at findin' the best red
Dozen roses to steal your breath when I bring 'em home
And, baby, you ain't too great at turnin' the page
Lettin' go of my little mistakes, safe to say we both
Got some room to grow
But if there's one thing we know
We got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's
I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about
You 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we
Say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess and make it up
We ain't got forever figured out
But we got breakin' up down
Yeah, we got breakin' up down
I wish that it was different, but
Girl, you're the G.O.A.T. of hittin' that open road
Packin' that little Honda Accord full of all your things
And I ain't too bad at tellin' you, "Don't come back"
There's no one better at lettin' you leave
Yeah, we got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's
I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about
You 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we
Say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess and make it up
We ain't got forever figured out
But we got breakin' up down
The teardrops and taillights
And "go to hell's" and, "Hey, I've
Been missin' you again, baby," I say we
Got breakin' up down
Yeah, we got breakin' up down
Yeah, we got breakin' up down
You go to your mama's
I'll be goin' hard at the bar
Tryna forget all about
You 'til Friday rolls around
And we're sayin' that we're sorry
It's funny how we are, we
Say goodbye, then, "Hey, you up?"
Make a mess and make it up
We ain't got forever figured out
But we got breakin' up down
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah
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