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[Verse 1: ZZ Ward]
Your clothes out on the blacktop
Scattered suits on the street
Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat
We set these nights on fire
So hot, we burned it down
Now all that’s left of us is ashes on the ground
I told you back in June
You knew damn well what I would do
[Hook: ZZ Ward]
Three hundred sixty five days
You been making me wait
So keep your two-timing games
It’s a lot of too late
The summer’s over, over, over
Over, over, over
[Verse 2: Seedy]
So lemme tell you ’bout this girl that I know
I took her on a date, but didn’t expect no more
I was tripping for real, only took her out to dinner
Then she was going down, thought I heard her yelling Timber
But something’s off, I thought she had it all
Chik-a, chik-a, chik-a, this basketball
Cause after three shots, you already a whore
Nah I’m just horsing around, a player trying to score
I adore, pillow talk and chilly walks, simple metaphors
Silly thoughts are raining down, ok let it pour
You kiss so sweet at first, but then it gets sour
And I was sort of wondering how you kiss in the shower
A soft but edgy melody is the echo of your lips
I’m an addict, I’m addicted, I can’t let go of your hips
The sugar in your voice, the honey in your eyes
It’s so dangerous, I could love you 365
[Hook: ZZ Ward]
[Verse 3: Seedy]
Everything was great, smooth sailing from here
Those bumps in the road began to slowly disappear
I started to question maybe popping the question
A couple of freshman, yo I thought we were destined
But lesson well-learned, I earned my stars and stripes
Cause you cheated on my ass almost every other night
Get out, take your digits and your British accent
They say time is money, guess my sense was ill-spent
Sentiment, more like lingerie on my guitars
You don’t deserve a song, but this was written in the stars
I should’ve seen it coming from the moment we met
Cold with regret, how do we decide who gets the pet
Little Jerry the mouse, he was the king of the house
But you were the rat, yeah a rat that I’m kicking out
My mistakes I admit ’em, at least I’m alive
Here’s your ticket, 143-2-365
[Hook: ZZ Ward] (x2)
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