Catfish & The Bottlemen - Twice
Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
Maybe I'll grow tired of you bitchin' all the time
Cause when you love the way you're living it get's hard to fret about much
Because if I got time I'd just regret most shit
From every
Hangover my head feels
Ex I didn't treat right
Monday I called in sick
Argument I let slide
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice Twice, it brung me down but it's the last time
