The smell of cigarettes and sex just doesn’t do it anymore
But what if that’s all I got left inside what was your dresser drawer?
That’s why I’m texting all my exes lyin’ on the bathroom floor
And I’m asking: “What the fuck? What the fuck was this all for?”
What was I thinking? I’m just dancing ’cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin’ – I’m a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard, but her boyfriend hit me harder
The look of blood under my eyes sort of does it for me now
I’m gettin’ high on my supply, I’m the shit they’re passing out
You sort of said you had a guy, you didn’t say he played D1
Now I’m lookin’ so
So fucking dumb
What was I thinking? I’m just dancing, ’cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin’, I’m a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard, but her boyfriend hit me harder
I’m lying in the cut, yeah, I’m Iookin’ for the cure
The devil on my back, but an angel at my door
Wasted in the car, headed to you at the bar
Never said that I was smart
What was I thinking? I’m just dancing ’cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin’, I’m a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard, but her boyfriend hit me harder
What was I thinking? I’m just dancing ’cause I gotta
Disco ball spinnin’, I’m a lamb to the slaughter
Showed up to the bar with broken ribs and ordered water
Yeah, this beat hits hard, but her boyfriend hit me harder
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