[Verse 1]
Maybe I don't mind just getting high in mine
We're shouting over music with a friend who's like a brother
Because if I get time, I just regret most shit

[Pre-Chorus]
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide

[Chorus]
Christ, I ain't ever going back to thinking straight
Twice, twice it brought me down but it's the last time

[Verse 2]
Maybe I'll grow tired
Of you bitchin' all the time
'Cause when you love the way you’re living
It's just hard to fret about much
Because if I get time, I just regret most shit

[Pre-Chorus]
From every hangover my head feels
To every ex I didn't treat right
To every Monday I called in sick
To every argument I let slide
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