Gimme gimme cold coffee
On a Friday night
I wanna stare at your ceiling
And stay outta sight
Some call it depression
But that just ain't true
'Cause everything is boring
When I'm not with you
Close my eyes, fold my arms, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, plug my ears, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, plug my ears, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, no, no, no, no
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
You
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
Don't need no Xanax
When I'm in your room
Don't need my records
But I do need you
My windows blacked out
My bed is locked
My phone might still ring
But it's as good as off
Close my eyes, fold my arms, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, plug my ears, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, plug my ears, no, no, no, no
Close my eyes, fold my arms, no, no, no, no
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
You
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
I wanna deadbeat you
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