Lyrics

Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh I remember us alone Tasting you like alcohol, I know (For me, it was always you) Madison and 34 Watched you close that yellow door and go I should have said turn around, turn around Let's get back to it I should have said I was wrong all along I put you through it I can't undo it But I could call your phone just to hear your voice I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point? I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I could run away but I won't get far Meet somebody new, let her break my heart I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you, I still think of you I'm missin' you in figure eight Tears me down, it's way too late, I know That you already moved on You were gone before I knew it Just to come back like a song On and on in my head, I can't lose it I can't undo it But I could call your phone just to hear your voice I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point? I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I could run away but I won't get far Meet somebody new, let her break my heart I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you, I still think of you Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh No matter what I try to do, I never get away from you, ah-aah And even if I wanted to, the only other choice is you, mm-ah I could call your phone just to hear your voice I could drive to you, yeah, but what's the point? I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I could run away but I won't get far Meet somebody new, let her break my heart I still think of you 'cause I've got no choice I still think of you, I still think of you Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh
Writer(s): Justin Matthew Slaven, Justin Breit, Derek Fuhrmann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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