After Sidney and Mya leave the house, Travis and I stay inside. An hour later, we head outside to see the empty stage. I tell the band to play a song I stand up and sing.
You wanna play, you wanna stay, you wanna have it all
You started messing with my head until I hit a wall
Maybe I shoulda known, maybe I shoulda known
That you would walk, you would walk out the door
Hey!
Said we were done, you met someone and rubbed it in my face
Cut to the punch, she broke your heart, and then she ran away
I guess you shoulda known, I guess you shoulda known
That I would talk, I would talk
But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
Even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
Oh oh oh I really don't care
I look at Sidney and sing the next verse.
I can't believe I ever stayed up writing songs about you
You don't deserve to know the way I used to think about you
Oh no not anymore, oh no not anymore
You had your shot, had your shot, but you let go
Now if we meet out on the street I won't be running scared
I'll walk right up to you and put one finger in the air
And make you understand, and make you understand
You had your chance, had your chance
But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
Oh oh oh I really don't care
I breathe deep to rap.
Yeah, listen up
Hey, hey never look back, dumb struck boy, ego attack
Look boy, why you so mad
Second gets in, but shoulda hit that
Hey you picked the wrong lover
Shoulda picked that one is cuter than the other
I just wanna laugh, cause you tryna be a hipster
Kick it to the curb, take a polaroid picture
I finish the song with a smile.
But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
Even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh oh oh I really don't care
Oh oh oh I really don't care
I get off the stage and head to the bar.
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Life with the WAGS
Roman d'amourLiving life with the Los Angles WAGS isn't what I expected. Travis Kelce, the tight end of the Chiefs changes that.
