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Hey
I know it's been 9 months since we've spoken
It's not like I've been leaving the door open
But I'm sat here hoping that you're awake
Hey
I know that its 2 AM in London
Probably regret this in the morning but I'm sending you this song anyway
There's a lot of things we never said
A lot of texts I never sent
And don't forget the times you'd text your ex when we were still in bed
And yeah, I'm gonna bring it up again
Hey
Please just let me get this off my chest
I don't think that I wish you the best
In fact I wish you the worst I hope when you think of me it hurts
And when you're playing Fortnite
I hope that your internet sucks
Hey
There's a girl in me that misses us
But I hope that she gets hit by a bus
And wakes up in bed with amnesia
'Cause there's a lot of things she never said
A lot of shit she should forget
Like all the times you said that you would call but just left her on read
And yeah, I'm gonna bring it up again
Please just let me get this off my chest
I don't think that I wish you the best
In fact I wish you the worst I hope when you think of me it hurts
And when you order take out I hope that it's cold when it shows up
And if you're drinking coffee I hope you burn your lips on the cup
And when you're playing Fortnite? I hope that your internet sucks
Hey
Sorry if I'm coming off too strong
Well, actually, I'm not
Goddamn
Ha ha
WRITERS
Berit Dybing, Bradley Hale, Landon Conrath
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, SENTRIC MUSIC
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