I've said one too many stupid things
I can't take back
Got so good at talking shit
I fell off my own track
Never thought I'd be back
How did I get here?
Crying drunk on the floor
To someone I've barely met
Keeping score of foolish things I've done
Am I done?
Placing the blame on you
I guess it's easy to
Never have to look at myself
Two o clock in the morning
On the floor of an ATM
Bitching at you over the phone
Time over time again, I
I stab you in the back (oh)
Trying to win our friends
I don't like that at all
Baked at my dining table
We were the puzzle pieces
You tried to shove together
They didn't fit at all
At all
At all
Still don't know how to drive a car
You always hated that
Couldn't understand that
I was too scared to go fast
Never thought I'd be back
How did I get here?
Playing all of the songs
I wrote when we met
I've lost count of foolish things I've done
I'm done
I'm done
Placing the blame on you
I guess it's easy to
Never have to look at myself
Two o'clock in the morning
On the floor of an ATM
Bitching at you over the phone
Time over time again, I
I stab you in the back (oh)
Trying to win our friends
I don't like that at all
Baked at my dining table
We were the puzzle pieces
You tried to shove together
They didn't fit at all
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
I hope you're well
Placing the blame on you
I guess it's easy to
Never have to look at myself
Two o'clock in the morning
On the floor of an ATM
Bitching at you over the phone
Time over time again, I
I stab you in the back (oh)
Trying to win our friends
I don't like that at all
Baked at my dining table
We were the puzzle pieces
You tried to shove together
They didn't fit at all
At all
At all