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Overcompensated Only makes things that much more complicated It's not like I'm tryna get fuckin' nominated For friend of the year, oh no, I ain't gotta say it I've been here for years, oh, I tried to stay Somehow you always stay away Turnin' a guilt trip to a field trip Stuck in some unfamiliar place Now I got rum on my dress From some random guy who keeps talkin' 'bout sex Tears in my eyes from his damn cigarettes I'm out with my friend 'cause she ain't got no sense But never again I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) No, I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) Never again Life of the party I sit by myself while you talk to everybody Throwing back those drinks, now your vision's kinda blurry I think we should go I'm trying to help you but you can't be told Oh, I try to stay Somehow you always catch your way Turning a guilt trip to a field trip Stuck in some unfamiliar place I got rum on my dress From some random guy who keeps talking 'bout sex Tears in my eyes from his damn cigarettes I'm out with my friend 'cause she ain't got no sense But never again I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) I know I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) Never again I got rum on my dress Some random guy who keeps talkin' 'bout sex Tears in my eyes from his damn cigarettes I'm out with my friend 'cause she ain't got no sense Never again I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) I know I shoulda drove (oh) I shoulda drove (oh) Never again
Writer(s): Micah Evan Powell, Adam Gann Waldman, Georgia Ku, Daniel L. Jones, Alexandra Lousie Vickery, Sri Vishnu Priya Kothamasu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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