kingst - retroactive jealousy Lyrics

I found the photographs you gifted me when I was just a teen
A couple years have passed, oh that was fast, see time's escaping me
Was never meant to last, but I'm addicted, you my nicotine
It's hard to let you go (go)
But it makes me sick (*cough*)
To think about the guys who gave you time before I did (I did)
And I know you hate the girls I'd date and how I call 'em miss (mhm miss)
Any chance I take, to change mistakes, you know I take it quick (quick)
Cause you know I love your lips (ah-ah-ah)
And, I know you hate that bitch
You don't care about it when I said where I was goin
Late night, standin there, want me to say that I won't go
Eyes red, i'm a piece of shit, when I left you here for Canada
Like I was acting nonchalant, but I can't hide, you're what I want
No peace in my soul (soul, soul, soul, soul, soul)
It's hard to keep control (trol, trol, trol, trol, trol)
And I know that you can't stand me when I'm in the wrong
And I know you f*cking hate when there's girls in my songs
Now I'm sneaking cigarettes, hiding from you after sex (ha-ah-ah)
I got secrets kept in silence, so you don't look at me diff (ha-oh, woah)
I guess I'm not the only one (ha-oh, woah)
But I'm the best you've ever done (ha-oh, woah)
I guess I'm not the only one (ha-oh, woah)
But I'm the best you've ever done (ha-oh, woah)
Yeaaaah, okay, reality is in my face
I'm just tryna go about my day, but the cold hard truth is in the way
That I'm not the only one who's spent a night in your quarters
And another one convinced your dad that he'd take care of his daughter
F*ck, f*ck
I hate it, hate it, hate it
I got thoughts up in my mind that keep re-playing, playing, playing
But if I bring it up you won't get what I'm saying, saying, saying
Ooooooo, so I just bite my tongue
You
Don't
Know
The games I play to hold
You close
Had you in my arms, and you stained my heart
No peace in my soul (soul, soul, soul, soul, soul)
It's hard to keep control (trol, trol, trol, trol, trol)
And I know that you can't stand me, when I'm in the wrong
And I know you f*cking hate when there's girls in my songs
Now I'm sneaking cigarettes, hiding from you after sex (ha-ah-ah)
I got secrets kept in silence, so you don't look at me diff (ha-oh, woah)