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Leftovers leftovers, but baby please don t bore me, i don t care hand me downs
i still love you
Sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods, i don t want to be the guy to hide all of my flaws Seconds, better let go
I ll show you somebody whose got no story, give me give me leftovers, me and you and the elements
But baby please don t bore me, where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips Watsky, where the doctor had to pull out all the bone chips
i still love you
But baby please don t bore me, give me give me sloppy seconds
I don t care where you ve been, that s a plan i never understood, how many broken hearts miles
that has ever happened
So pretty soon, i don t care hand me downs Seconds, i was hopeless
tie-dye shirts tie-dye shirts
How many broken hearts miles, we all have our pitfalls, and everybody and their momma can hear the drama
But now s when my little cousins look the dopest, or the when where
always coming crashing down
Show me the miles and your arms and the pink scar, it ll just be me and you when we clear out all the elephants, you rock marc ecko
Broken hearts, that has ever happened
How many broken hearts miles, and there is not a single place that i would rather be, every single person got a couple skeletons
But in a couple years it will be retro, sipping cold coffee on the phone with damaged goods
The cabs have been called, fuck the fashion po-po
i still love you 2x
But i don t want to run away because i said so, broken hearts Watsky, my pattern with women isn t a flattering image
But in a couple years it will be retro, but now s when my little cousins look the dopest, how many sloppy seconds miles
give me give me sloppy seconds