Rich To Rags* BoyWithUke

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
I left my favorite pair of socks in the backseat of my car
I left a few years in the past, back when you told me
"Cigars and cigarettes weren't really bad for you"
And I told you that you were full of shit
You didn't deny it
Now I'm lost in the blue, looking for the red I used to see
In the rose colored blush you had, the smile you wore across your cheeks
And it's getting colder now, the nights are growing longer like your face

[Hook]
What's wrong with you?
Am I making you feel this way?
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Am I making you feel this way?
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Am I making you feel this way?
Woah, woah

[Chorus]
It's not what I'm used to, woah
It's not who I am
It's not what I'm used to, woah