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Butch Walker
I opened up a can of worms
I could see myself hanging on to
It's gonna sting it's gonna burn
I can't win either way
And all the time
I will just find a way to lose you after all
Until then we'll carry on
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...
I took a lot of shots for you
Some made my hangovers worse some days
The movies that you sat me through
Were never quite my taste
Don't get me wrong
I've missed the way I used to use you after all
But for now we'll carry on
La la la...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...
We passed the bridge we made it through
Do you feel different or are things the same
The modulation never do
Story is untold
And all I want is to get back to what I'm used to after all
Until then I'll carry on
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah oh oh oh oh...