This love was pretty f*cking tragic
Your clothes were burning up in my room
But I'm writing songs about you
Oh, I've been pretty f*cking stupid
You covered up your lies with perfume
But I'm writing songs about you
Oh, I don't wanna see your face anymore
Oh, I don't wanna see your face anymore
But I miss ya
There's a million things that I should be angry about with you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
There is nobody that I wanna hate as m-much as you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
I know it's pretty f*cking hopeless
But I still read old texts everyday
Just like everything is okay
Oh, I don't wanna see your face anymore
Oh, I don't wanna see your face anymore
But I miss ya
There's a million things that I should be angry about with you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
There is nobody that I wanna hate as m-much as you
But if you knock on my door and apologize at 2
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
Let you in
Let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in
Let you in
Let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in, let you in
I'm pretty f*cking sure that I would let you in, let you in