F.A.W.K.

I've been out of line Three four times bunch of different nights Things on my mind Shouldn't drink tequila shouldn't touch the wheel I just want to fuck I don't want to talk Nothing left to say This is what you wanted But you couldn't hang Now I gotta move on to different things Stop fucking my week up Every time you wake up I don't like the way you speak up when you get too faded Too infatuated Well for all we know We should've been other people I should've known We could've seen other people For all we know We could've been other people Clearly it shows We should've seen other people Couple girls in the car with me They don't want to have to go home Straight up out in front her mans house Pulling up like she want it like Gotta go skrt Gonna be alright I don't want to have to talk nice Grandfather was a pastor Girl you know that means I'm nasty So please Stop fucking my week up Every time you wake up I don't like the way you speak up when you get too faded Not exaggerating Well for all we know We should've been other people I should've known We could've seen other people For all we know We could've been other people Clearly it shows We should've seen other people