Lyrics

You sent me a text at 3.07 late last night You barely knew him, you only blew him You had a few drinks, as if that can make things right Soon you asked about our future Well my darling here's my answer I hope you burn in a house fire I hope you get stage-four cancer I'd be by your bedside Watin' 'til your sweet goodbye, my friend I'd resuscitate you Just so I could watch you die again I fucking hate you I fucking hate you And I know what you'll do You'll say you're sorry through your smile And I'll stay angry for a while And you'll come over And we'll be sober Until we're not And we would make out on my sofa I'd wake up one morning sunny With your arms around my chest And it'd feel so good to be with somebody I might just forget I fucking hate you I fucking hate you And I might just forget I fucking hate you
Writer(s): 0, Shayan Rehan Afridi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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