And I was only twenty
It's funny how you were everything
You got to me while on top of me
Stop calling me I'm trying to f*cking sleep
Pulled me in too deep when you pulled me into the sheets
Screaming "please give me attention, cuz I'm starving"
You used to sing Blink to me
I still like you when you were twenty-three
And I can't believe it's just me and my knees again
My friends all say "I guess it's safe to say she's a goddamn train-wreck"
You're a messy masterpiece with a touch of catastrophe
Your bad habits mirror mine and I don't feel so alone
If it reminds me of you, then today it's getting thrown out
To think I even ever let you in my house
The disrespect I'd expect from an everyday common bar skank but never you
Now you're out doing all the things that you swore that you'd never do
Swerving on the drive home, climbing through your window
Cuz you left your keys at the bar
The Sheraton Hotel told me I should let go but we had come so far
F*ck it felt like forever
Well I guess I'm a mess and I'm calling you again
Please don't hold it against me