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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hoodie Allen
Hoodie Allen
Performer
Steven Markowitz
Steven Markowitz
Performer
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Performer
Dylan Bauld
Dylan Bauld
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Markowitz
Steven Markowitz
Songwriter
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Songwriter
Dylan Bauld
Dylan Bauld
Songwriter

Lyrics

It's been a minute since I called you drunk It's been a minute since we fucked things up It's been a minute since I called you mine (called you mine) It's been a hell of a time Check it, they say that distance is long when you're writing a song And every memory takes me back to the places we've gone The clock ticks life away, I link in the park You're a star, why you always keep your place in the dark? When I was far from home, a home far from alone I'm so out of my zone, can't get off of my phone We go out of control, I, Chief Patrick Mahomes You leave soon as I go, it's like I got a chaperone Or another shadow, World War III when we go to battle I never knew what I would do without you But I think it's 'bout time that I figure out soon Check my phone and it's half past noon It's been a minute since I called you drunk It's been a minute since we fucked things up It's been a minute since I called you mine (called you mine) It's been a hell of a time It's been a minute since I caused you stress It's been a minute since we've been our best It's been a minute, but it don't feel fine (don't feel fine) It's been a hell of a time, a hell, hell of a time Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-whoa (yeah) That love was punch drunk Adam Sandler, fucked up 27 months of only getting me roughed up Oh, I feel like love sucks, since the world introduced us Turned my heart to stone just like Medusa You said you used to being used up I think we gotta problem, but we far from Houston And I'm so NASA, and she so passive-aggressive I ask her a question, get asked like 20 questions Got no chance out of friendship, no way I could mend this heart I might as well just head for the exit, ooh I feel like I just tripled my investment But what am I left with? It's been a minute since I called you drunk It's been a minute since we fucked things up It's been a minute since I called you mine (called you mine) It's been a hell of a time It's been a minute since I caused you stress It's been a minute since we've been our best It's been a minute, but it don't feel fine (don't feel fine) (No-oh) it's been a hell of a time, a hell, hell of a time Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa (a hell of a time) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-whoa (a hell of a time) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (woo) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-whoa Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh-whoa Yeah
Writer(s): Andrew Goldstein, Steven Markowitz, Dylan Bauld Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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