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I hear you two Bangin' in the hotel room But if you cut me loose I'll never get to say I fixed you 'Cause your fingers are my only home And these feelings make me lose all hope I wanna say it first, don't make it worse, gonna say good luck Then pistol-whip you behind your Truck to clear the air, conversation sucks I wanna say it first, don't make it worse, gonna say good luck Then pistol-whip you behind your Truck to clear the air, conversation sucks Uh, two more? I can't undo The ways that I loved you Lead in your gut put bleach in the cut I'm worried they might see it differеnt than us I wanna say it first, don't make it worse, gonna say good luck Then pistol-whip you bеhind your Truck to clear the air, conversation sucks (I'm worried they might see it different than us) Aus Songtexte Mania