Fucked Up About You

I fucked up about you Oh, couldn’t I have practiced this Whole relationship thing with actresses Before I met you Could’ve learned to let you Go or maybe it’d never get to this If I just chose to put some emphasis Cheered a little louder for ya My pull-up warrior It’s probably for the best and your sister’s right That I’m never gonna get a kiss goodnight From you no more I made that so sure When you treated me great and I treated you good Then a little bit worse before I understood That your type of loving Ain’t a dime a dozen No, I realize that I I fucked up about you Oh, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So yeah, I fucked up I fucked up about you No, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So yeah, I fucked up I fucked up about you Oh, all I got and all it’s gonna be Is memories, mostly the former of bittersweet Cause I didn’t take no pictures When I was with ya Oh, and I’ve been wrong before Written what sounds like a similar song before But I ain’t paid half the price Or lost my appetite With no one else so either now I got a different brain Or it ain’t the case that this shit’s the same Should’ve bought the bouquets Before they were throwaways I cry and wonder what you do at night And every time I do I prove you right That you’re a dat-ass badass Don’t need my sad ass Oh I realize that I I fucked up about you No, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So yeah, I fucked up I fucked up about you No, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So yeah, I fucked up I fucked up about you No, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So yeah, I fucked up I fucked up about you No, no no. And I know, know, know, know That I fucked up So now I’m getting fucked up Fucked up about you