Drunk Text

Verse 1
She wrote LOL, W, Y, D with added questions marks/
Yeah, I get excited when her questions start/
I reply back instantly and tell her that I'm lit/
I'm so drunk I think I'm sick/
3 dots now I'm waiting for a response and I think I fucked up/
Cause she hates it when I get so fucked up/
Her messages sends and now it says "your not deadass"/
"When are you gon realize your hurting yourself and get that"/
I text her back and I say "shit it feels good, that's beside the point"/
I'm not tryna argue now behind a phone no/
Then I switch the convo fast with "why are you still up?"/
She replies, "mind your own, Cesar please, are you still stuck?"/
Question mark, "whoa, stuck on what?"/
Knowing her she likely means still stuck on us"/
That's when I reply and tell her that I am, shit just got surreal right now/
She ask me what's my deal right/

Hook
Drunk text x2/
Please ignore what I said, I never meant what I said/
Drunk text x2/
I've gotten over my head, I'm way in over my head/
Drunk text x2/
Please ignore what I said, I never meant what I said/
Drunk text x2/
I've gotten over my head, I'm way in over my head/
Drunk text, drunk text/
I've gotten over my head/
Please ignore what I said/
I never meant what I said/
I never meant what I said/

Bridge
If I could rewind time/
I would rewrite our history/
You still possess my mind/
We could still fix this/

Verse 2
She says "whoa" and I say "what"/
She says "wow" and I say "huh"/
What you mean, she asks me what do I mean when I ask what she means/
I'm in a space I never been/
That's when I type what I never send/
I tell her, you know what/
Sometimes I wish we never broke up/
Cause some nights I reminisce and get the urge to drink and roll up/
And come unannounced, when your man not around/
And give you that loving you think you finally found/
He don't fuck you like I did/
Bet he don't love you like I did/

Hook
Drunk text x2/
Please ignore what I said, I never meant what I said/
Drunk text x2/
I've gotten over my head, I'm way in over my head/
Drunk text, drunk text...
Damn.. uh, damn look.. look

Outro
This, the, shit, I'll, regret in the A.M/
I don't think of shit I say before I say them/
But I, always, regret, right after I say them/
But I, always, regret, right after I say them/