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I'm sending back the letters to you
I'd never met a player 'till I met you, oh you
Reservations of the truth
Only make for black and blue
Oh it's just the way so typical, you love the game
But through the cloud and haze
The sun gotta come after the rain
I'm on the one way train, it's a getaway
Red label on a Sunday
Is where I'll stay
As I remove every last memory
You are the one stop shop
That's what you are
Well that's what I thought
Oh you fucked up
And if you ever get the chance, never take a chance on a
Screw up
(You know you are the one, you know you are the one)
A screw up
And as the hand strike twelve the magic was gone
The prince was at the bar out breaking hearts
Its the part they don't show, don't want you to see The kind of fairytale
That didn't make the movie Oh it's just the way So typical, you love the game
But through the cloud and haze
The sun gotta come after the rain
On the one way train it's a getaway
Red label on a Sunday Is where I'll stay
As I remove every last memory
You are the one stop shop
That's what you are
Well that's what I thought
Oh you fucked up
And if you ever get the chance, never take a chance on a
Screw up
(You know you are the one, you know you are the one)
A screw up
WRITERS
CALEB WILLIAMS, JANEVA BURRILL
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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