Yeah, you know that A-B-C-D, um, E-F song?
It's fuckin' terrible
Gotta separate my sexual attraction
From my loneliness, yeah, it's a chain reaction
I, I, I know
I, I should go
To a therapist 'cause it keeps happenin'
Used to be funny, but now I stopped laughin'
I, I, I know
That I, I should stop my
Million mistakes in a pretty little bow
Say I'm tired, spend the night
We know where it's gonna go
Say we'll take it slow
I really need to stop sleepin' with my friends
Romanticize everything in my head
We mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
I really need to stop sleeping with my friends
Always leaves me havin' to pretend
Then I mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
Always endin' up feelin' like I'm a trophy
On the top shelf with nobody left to hold me
I, I, I know
That I, I should stop my
Million mistakes in a pretty little bow
Say I'm tired, spend the night
We know where it's gonna go
Say we'll take it slow, yeah
I really need to stop sleepin' with my friends
Romanticize everything in my head
We mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
I really need to stop sleeping with my friends
Always leaves me havin' to pretend
Then I mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
Frie-e-e-ends, e-e-e-ends
Frie-e-e-ends, ends, yeah
Frie-e-e-ends, e-e-e-ends
Really need to stop sleepin' with my friends
Frie-e-e-ends, ends
Mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
Frie-e-e-ends (Woah), e-e-e-ends
Really need to stop sleepin' with my friends
Frie-e-e-ends, ends
Mess around for a weekend, then never see them again
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