Well, I got this little problem, I got this guy in bed
I got him where I want him, but I got you in my head
We had a lotta whiskey, we had a lotta fun
And I thought it was workin’ ’til last night
I said somethin’ so hilarious
Woulda put you on the floor
But he sat there and blank stared at it
Like he was stoned and bored
I don’t mean to, but I miss you
I don’t mean to get your hopes up, seein’ my call
I don’t mean to open doors up
We both know that door’s shut
Baby, but he will never get me like you do
And I’m sorry to be talkin’ out the blue
I don’t mean to, but I miss you
But I miss you, mm
I’m tired of fakin’ feelings, feelings I ain’t got
I’m tired of actin’ all impressed with all the names he drops
I miss your jackass comments
How the world looks through your lens
You kissed me like forever, but it was always gonna end
And it’s so obvious
That he ain’t meant to be, yeah
Maybe we weren’t either
But I don’t mean
No, I don’t mean to, but I miss you
I don’t mean to get your hopes up, seein’ my call
I don’t mean to open doors up
We both know that door’s shut, baby
And he will never get me like you do
And I’m sorry to be talkin’ out the blue
I don’t mean to, but I miss you
Oh, I miss you
I don’t mean to, oh, mm
I don’t mean to, but I do
Well, I got this little problem, I got this guy in bed
I got him where I want him, but I’ve got you in my head
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