
Lyrics to Losin' My Mind
God, I should hand it to you
Mr. "Cool Guy" with all of your stupid tattoos and your shit attitude
But I was young and dumb easy to make me a fool
You kept me so blind
Because you always forget to turn off the lights
Sorry to pop your balloon
But I can't be your mommy and your girlfriend too
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
You're coming home, then putting on a show
Wake the neighbors 'til they're banging on the floor
You think I haven't heard this all before
Mr. "Cool Guy" wish you never left New York
I can't even go to my favorite bar
Without seeing your face on the fucking wall
And your friends thinking it's all my fault
They're whispering "she's such a bitch", a narcissist, so ignorant
Use me as a party trick
Ya say my name, ya now they listen
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
(Oh)
Mind, mind, mind
Does it turn you on?
The more you piss me off?
I'm about to cut you off
So go get a fucking job
Does it turn you on?
The more you piss me off?
I'm 'bout to cut you off
So time to get a fucking job!
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
Mr. "Cool Guy" with all of your stupid tattoos and your shit attitude
But I was young and dumb easy to make me a fool
You kept me so blind
Because you always forget to turn off the lights
Sorry to pop your balloon
But I can't be your mommy and your girlfriend too
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
You're coming home, then putting on a show
Wake the neighbors 'til they're banging on the floor
You think I haven't heard this all before
Mr. "Cool Guy" wish you never left New York
I can't even go to my favorite bar
Without seeing your face on the fucking wall
And your friends thinking it's all my fault
They're whispering "she's such a bitch", a narcissist, so ignorant
Use me as a party trick
Ya say my name, ya now they listen
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
(Oh)
Mind, mind, mind
Does it turn you on?
The more you piss me off?
I'm about to cut you off
So go get a fucking job
Does it turn you on?
The more you piss me off?
I'm 'bout to cut you off
So time to get a fucking job!
We fuck, then we fight
Ya get high
Drive yourself to the bar at night
I pick your sorry ass up
'Cause you can't drive
We play this shit on loop about a thousand times
I swear to God I'm losing my mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind
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