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show you the door - packy lyrics

[verse 1]
okay it started with a glance, just one quick stare
see i was across the bar, she was over there
so i walked over, talked talking to flirting
you know laughing ties these things, very nice things
and before i knew it, she was looking for a key ring
asking if i wanted to bail, share a taxi
and naturally, i pay my tab, hopped in a cab
seated straight to her place, for uh, you know, a smash and grab
yeah, then we had it all, can’t you see
man, she was my beyonce, i’m her jay-z
we had big dreams about the day we’d have everything
until everything stopped (what)
’cause she was banging this other freak
how could she do this to me
despite all the times we had and the things that were meant to be
i yelled at her, she yelled back at me
i shoved her out that door like “b-tch, let me be”

[chorus]
so i kicked back and opened up another brew
try to drink away every single thought of you
but you’re always there
yet i keep on running like i don’t even care
but i care, you’re my everything, only one i’ve thought about
only thing i haven’t taken one second to doubt
but you keep playing like you don’t even know
so game’s over baby, let me show you the door

[verse 2]
and now i’m over it
in spite of my [diming?], i’m sober
and she might’ve done a keg stand, so check it, i’m slurring sh-t
i’m timid, when i get this nice, i’m feeling like brad pitt
best looking dude on this premises
had my eye on this girl all night
the type that lights up every time she walks by
man, i’m a nice guy, so i approach nice like
and she just walked right past like i was trashed or something
she was probably right, i had to be gone
if it wasn’t the fifth, it was probably the the beer bong
but i stay strong, asked her what she was up to after
and all i heard was a giggle and some laughter
she said “boy, you gotta be kidding me
you’re way too short and you’re way too skinny
i bet you only weigh just about a buck fifty
sh-t, i could probably throw you further than you’ll ever get with me”

[verse 3]
i know, we do this little back and forth
so why you folding up your clothes, what you packing for?
your acting is poor, fast as you grab the door
i can be sure you’ll be back for more
what are you playing for? this is not game time
oh, we’re up in the air? then where is our hangtime?
i give you everything, you give me nothing back
tell me to take my hand off, but you keep running back, back
back to my stupid -ss, you can ask cupid
i was caught up in the liquid di-loopey -ss-droopey, man
i gotta show so bad for it
even though i keep striking out, i still, still go to bat for her
girl, this is the last time for that, though
no coming back, i’m taking you off the plateau
so tomorrow night when i look at that phone
instead of calling you back, i’m more relaxed, so

- packy lyrics

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