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Your pretentious ways Make me die a little Don't you see you've lost your touch? And then I see her dressed like a clown And then I see the other one Dressed so well but such a snob I wanna be where you are It's on the seat of your car I know, I left it for you I turned to see where you are You had to stay in your part And you go, I waited for you Same decisions, so misunderstand Missed the chance, I always said you would You don't feel it when you know you should There's a run-in, it's what you deserve Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand 'Cause you know you lost the game Same decisions, so misunderstand Missed the chance, I always said you would You don't feel it when you know you should There's a run-in, it's what you deserve I wanna be where you are It's on the seat of your car I know I left it for you I tried to see where you are You had to stay in your part And you go, I waited for you Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand 'Cause you know you've lost the game Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand Keep playing with my receiving hand 'Cause you know you've lost the game
Writer(s): Jezmi Tarik Fehmi, Nina Cristante, Samuel Fenton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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