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Last night I showered in my clothes Woke up still soaked from head to toe Last night I thought I met Jay-Z Last night I crashed the VIP Turns out the bouncers ex-Marine I never thought it'd be like this I never thought it'd just be Polaroid's of strangers scattered all across the floor I've been passed out on the pavement Don't remember all the pictures on my phone O-oh, pictures on my phone O-oh, pictures on my Last night I slept in my old room Woke up still soaked in your perfume Last night I called you up again Wish your phone was dead I never thought, I never thought it'd be this way I never thought, I never thought we'd just be roses on the table Petals scattered on the floor But I thought they were your favorite As you slammed the bedroom door Then you stole all of my sweaters Took my toothbrush and my time So I sit inside the car alone, deleting all the pictures on my phone O-oh, pictures on my phone O-oh, pictures on my Last night I showered in my clothes Woke up still soaked from head to toe Last night I thought I met Jay-Z Last night, signed up for therapy Last night you hung me out to dry Last night I kissed it all goodbye I never thought it'd be this way Why can't these roses make you stay
Writer(s): Wyn Barnum, James Fusco, Richard Dana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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