I got a question for you.
Is there anybody that you wish you could un-*?
I wanna see this party so bad But everyone here should've gone home
But I'm afraid of being sober Cause the first thing I do when I'm alone
Is start touching myself to the photos And keep them in my mind

You used to send me our * and delete it But kept it a secret
It's so crazy to do So I squeeze out the rum on the ice of my drink
And the juice hits the cuts of my fingers It's supposed to burn
As much as the thought of you Let's go!
Wish I could check in on you I thought, come on, how are you finding me?
I would've * you But something you can't do
I wish I could un-kiss the road but I can't
I'm afraid to turn the lights on
All my faces rebound Is it weird if I come over?
I want to but I know that shades will burn So I'm touching myself to the photos
That you used to send I should've deleted but kept it a secret
Is that crazy to do?
Yeah, it's * insane
But I'm hungry, I'm wasted And my hands are shaking
I should've been cooking Still doesn't burn
As much as the...
Let's go!
All the morning I would've * you But something you cannot do
And I wish I could un-kiss the road But I'm straight to hell
It's always my temper But something you cannot do
I'm hungry, I'm wasted
I wish I could un-ckiss the road
I wish I could un-드�vous
I'm hungry, I'm wasted
I should've been cooking
Your
Thank you.