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Rawkward - Cut You Off Lyrics



Rawkward - Cut You Off Lyrics




Well we met at the bar
I asked, "Do you live around here?"
You said, "well, not very far"
And so I bought you a beer
I followed up with
"So, do you come here a lot?"
You said, "no not really. Hey Jim, can I get a couple more shots?"
"You got it Sheila!"
Well, we had a good time
And a decent conversation
It all felt so right
But we were immoderately wasted
I gave you my number
Said, "hope to see you again"
Little did I know
Those words I'd live to regret
We set up a date
I said, "you pick the location"
You said, "how about that same bar we got totally shit faced in?"
I thought that's a little peculiar, but not enough to call a pattern
But I'da been right if I called it tho, let's skip ahead a few chapters
Late at night you call my cell, it just wont stop blowing up
Voicemails full of belligerent gibberish and sounds of throwing up
Wish you could hold your liquor the way I know you can hold a grudge
And every time I question you about it, all I get is a shoulder shrug

'Cause you yell and cuss when
We're out and public
Yeah I thought you were bomb, but didn't know you were self-destructive
Always around the pub and
You're pounding, chugging
Ya drink and drink until you're black out drunk

So like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off
Just like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off

Just Like Jared Leto's luscious locks
Or Like James Franco's arm when it got caught in that rock
Like an acceptance speech gone on too long
Like the bottom of a bottle for a gravity bong
Said like a dropped phone call on my crappy cell
Like a music video on TRL
Like the leg of that dude in the movie Saw
Or like the hands of thieves under Islamic Law
Like granny doing 30 in a 45
Like a Barista when they're not reading back your order right
Like a concert wristband at the end of the night
Like your pinky toe after a bad case of frost bite
Like Kanye West did to Taylor Swift
Like excess skin during a face lift
Like the member on a transgender
Welcome to the world Caitlyn Jenner
And I know, yes, I know that this might hurt a smidgen
But it's my firm decision
'Cause it's been hanging over my head
So here's the circumcision

'Cause you yell and cuss when
We're out and public
Yeah I thought you were bomb, but didn't know you were self-destructive
Always around the pub and
You're pounding, chugging
Time to turn this umbilical cord into a belly button

You say I can't be without you
And if you're gone I'll start to crack
But when a lizard loses its tail
It always grows back

So like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off
Just like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off

I've gotta
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Well we met at the bar
I asked, "Do you live around here?"
You said, "well, not very far"
And so I bought you a beer
I followed up with
"So, do you come here a lot?"
You said, "no not really. Hey Jim, can I get a couple more shots?"
"You got it Sheila!"
Well, we had a good time
And a decent conversation
It all felt so right
But we were immoderately wasted
I gave you my number
Said, "hope to see you again"
Little did I know
Those words I'd live to regret
We set up a date
I said, "you pick the location"
You said, "how about that same bar we got totally shit faced in?"
I thought that's a little peculiar, but not enough to call a pattern
But I'da been right if I called it tho, let's skip ahead a few chapters
Late at night you call my cell, it just wont stop blowing up
Voicemails full of belligerent gibberish and sounds of throwing up
Wish you could hold your liquor the way I know you can hold a grudge
And every time I question you about it, all I get is a shoulder shrug

'Cause you yell and cuss when
We're out and public
Yeah I thought you were bomb, but didn't know you were self-destructive
Always around the pub and
You're pounding, chugging
Ya drink and drink until you're black out drunk

So like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off
Just like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off

Just Like Jared Leto's luscious locks
Or Like James Franco's arm when it got caught in that rock
Like an acceptance speech gone on too long
Like the bottom of a bottle for a gravity bong
Said like a dropped phone call on my crappy cell
Like a music video on TRL
Like the leg of that dude in the movie Saw
Or like the hands of thieves under Islamic Law
Like granny doing 30 in a 45
Like a Barista when they're not reading back your order right
Like a concert wristband at the end of the night
Like your pinky toe after a bad case of frost bite
Like Kanye West did to Taylor Swift
Like excess skin during a face lift
Like the member on a transgender
Welcome to the world Caitlyn Jenner
And I know, yes, I know that this might hurt a smidgen
But it's my firm decision
'Cause it's been hanging over my head
So here's the circumcision

'Cause you yell and cuss when
We're out and public
Yeah I thought you were bomb, but didn't know you were self-destructive
Always around the pub and
You're pounding, chugging
Time to turn this umbilical cord into a belly button

You say I can't be without you
And if you're gone I'll start to crack
But when a lizard loses its tail
It always grows back

So like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off
Just like the bartender ought to
I'm sorry but I've got to
Cut you off
I've gotta cut you off

I've gotta
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Writer: Robert Hernandez
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Language: English
Length: 3:59
Written by: Robert Hernandez

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