Créditos
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Shantaia Poulin
Composição
Mariya Stokes
Composição
Genevieve Fisher
Composição
Letra
Our friends point you out, say "He's over there"
Like I can't see him myself
This is harder than hell
It's just a matter of time 'til we break the ice
Get it out of the way
What do I even say?
Yeah, it feels so strange, going from hugs to handshakes
'Cause you know what I look like naked
Sunday morning, sippin' coffee, no make up
You've seen every part of me
And it's so damn hard to keep pretending
That we had a happy ending
I guess that's what I get
Stuck between exes and friends
Last week you texted me to grab my things out of your house
And look at us now
Awkward laughs, inside jokes
Trying not to get too close
Like we can hang, nothing's changed
But everyone knows that
That you know what I look like naked
Sunday morning, sippin' coffee, no make up
You've seen every part of me
And it's so damn hard to keep pretending
That we had a happy ending
Well, I guess that's what I get
Stuck between exes and friends
Is this moving on or keeping us together?
When you're the one who'll always know me better
'Cause you know what I look like naked
Sunday morning, sippin' coffee, no make up
You've seen every part of me
And it's so damn hard to keep pretending
That we had a happy ending
Well, I guess that's what I get
Stuck between
Oh, I guess that's what I get
Stuck between exes and friends
Written by: Genevieve Fisher, Mariya Stokes, Shantaia Poulin

