All of this this, all of this this Now I I know why, I I hide my love from you some days No I I don't mind keeping this this bottled inside me You came along, and tore this this world out around me Looks like like you found me Now I I know why I I felt like like shit when I I woke up up this

This your favorite song And it's all Please tell me what you think happened Like Like this time, fuck it I I woke up up to like like ninety-nine missed calls That's like like ninety-nine people I I probably pissed off Like Like damn, nigga, I I was on a jail call Damn, niggas make

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

Party people say, party people say Ay it's a new day, it's a new day World is getting ready, everybody ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say I I woke up up this morning thinking 'bout the old me When I I was feeling like like Miller Lite and

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I I feel like, like blowing my home. When I I woke up up this morning all I, I I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up up this morning,

I I heard the piledriver waltz It woke woke me up up this morning You look like like you've been for breakfast At the Heartbreak Hotel And sat in the back booth By the pamphlets and the literature On how to lose Your waitress was miserable And so was your food

Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I I feel like, like blowing my home. When I I woke up up this morning all I, I I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up up this morning,

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone