Two Augusts ago I told the truth, oh, but you didn't like it, you went home You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate Now you go alone Charm all the people you train for You mean well but aim low And I'll make it known like I'm getting paid
That's just the way life goes I like to slam doors closed Trust me, I know it's always about me I love you, I'm sorry
Two summers from now We'll have been talking but not all that often, we're cool now I'll be on a boat You're on a plane going somewhere, same And I'll have a drink Wistfully lean out my window and watch the sun set on the lake I might not feel real, but it's okay, mm
'Cause that's just the way life goes I push my luck, it shows Thankful you don't send someone to kill me I love you, I'm sorry
You were the best but you were the worst As sick as it sounds, I loved you first I was a dick, it is what it is A habit to kick, the age-old curse I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad I stare at the crash, it actually works Making amends, this shit never ends I'm wrong again, wrong again
The way life goes Joyriding down our road Lay on the horn to prove that it haunts me (I'm wrong again, wrong again) I love you, I'm sorry The way life goes (You were the best but you were the worst) (As sick as it sounds, I loved you first) I wanna speak in code (I was a dick, it is what it is) (A habit to kick, the age-old curse) Hope that I don't, won't make it about me (I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad) (I stare at the crash, it actually works) I love you, I'm sorry
Compositores: Aaron Brooking Dessener (ASCAP), Audrey Hobert, Gracie AbramsEditores: Ingrid Stella Music (ASCAP), Sony-atv Tunes Llc (ASCAP)Administração: Sony Music Publishing Llc, Sony-atv Tunes Llc (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #46142629 em 05/Set/2024 com dados da UBEM