Lyrics: Fred Vahrman/Shane Armijo/Charlotte Jones
Music: Fred Vahrman/Shane Armijo/Charlotte Jones
Lights out, hours of laying down
No doubt, your fit face in a crowd
I'm feeling used, wishing that I could forget you
You hit me up at the end of the night
Tell me you love me but you don't feel right
You only do this when you're feeling lonely or high
Trying to escape these games
But if I see your face you know I'll play
I'll play
You hit me up at the end of the night
Tell me you love me but you don't feel right
You only do this when you're feeling lonely or high
Trying to escape these games
But if I see your face you know I'll play
I'll play
Play, play
I'll play, play, play
You hit me up at the end of the night
Tell me you love me but you don't feel right
You only do this when you're feeling lonely or high
Trying to escape these games
But if I see your face you know I'll play
I'll play