Hook
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
Verse 1
Rough fights, long nights, yeah you know about it
Blank eyes, new heights of the bullsh*t
Drunk plights, blurred lines, old times
It was fun at first now that fun's reversed
Funny that I'm in it tryna make things work
It takes two to fix things but you don't show up
Never been the type to call quits and give up
So I guess we're just stuck
Pre Hook
And sometimes when you get caught up in your head
You make me feel like I am less than the dead
The clock keeps ticking I still look ahead
But for now we can just sit and pretend
Hook
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
Verse 2
You don't know the meaning of...
You don't know the feeling f*ck..
I just need a little buzz
Something to replace the love (Or lack thereof)
You don't know the meaning of...
You don't know the feeling f*ck..
I just need a little buzz
Something to replace the love (Or lack thereof)
Pre Hook
And sometimes when you get caught up in your head
You make me feel like I am less than the dead
The clock keeps ticking I still look ahead
But for now we can just sit and pretend
Hook
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
Everytime I'm with you, got my mask on
Treat me like a rebound cuz your past's gone
Got me pushing pens and writing sad songs
But baby we can pretend, even though there's nothing left
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