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