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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Haleigh Bowers
Songwriter
Jack DeMeo
Songwriter
Sam Vendig
Songwriter
Lyrics
The end of every bottle
Is the end of the day
Call a cab
Call home late
Something only I know
It was just a mistake
Called a cab
Got home late
Throwing in the towel
Guess it's kinda my style
Before the going gets good
Fill it up with denial
Unintentionally
I'm not trying to break
This thing
But I'll break it over again
Unintentionally
We're not fighting to save this
Thing
There's no fault in feeling
Unintentional
Unintentionally
Pointing fingers at another
It's the easiest way
To pretend I'm not to blame
For every lonely, bad decision
There's one more that I'll make
Try to cover
Saving face
Throwing in the towel
Guess it's kinda my style
Before the going gets good
Fill it up with denial
Unintentionally
I'm not trying to break
This thing
But I'll break it over again
Unintentionally
We're not fighting to save this
Thing
There's no fault in feeling
Unintentional
Unintentionally
Unintentional
Unintentionally
Feeling so entitled
Staring with my eyes closed
At everything in between
You know more than I know
See it like a damn show
Listen as the people scream
Unintentionally
I'm not trying to break
This thing
But I'll break it
Unintentionally
I'm not trying to break
This thing
But I'll break it over again
Unintentionally
We're not fighting to save this
Thing
There's no fault in feeling
Unintentional
Unintentionally
Unintentional
Unintentionally
Writer(s): Jack Demeo, Haleigh Bowers, Samuel Vendig
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