Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
She was the first girl I kissed out in California
We had the windows down, we're flying on the 405
It gave me butterflies, the taste of some paranoia
She didn't know it then, but I never felt so alive
You planned it out
Yeah, you said it in a voice note
I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail
Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone
Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
She was the first thing I wanted since Alabama (Alabama)
Yeah, but I couldn't hold her close even if I tried (if I tried)
You planned it out
Yeah, you said it in a voice note
I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail (voicemail)
Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone (set in stone)
(It's set in stone)
Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
'Cause I get, didn't get you (didn't get you)
I don't get why I miss you
'Cause it's a waste of time
You're always on my mind
It doesn't matter what I did
It wasn't worth a dime
Lonely isn't the word for this
Didn't know I could hurt like this
Wouldn't wish it on anyone
Not even you
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