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Text: Forever The Sickest Kids. Underdog Alma Mater. Uh Huh.

Say, girl, whoa, every night you ask me to come over
And I came every time you called
(You better believe it 'cause I wanted be there)
As a matter of fact I was probably waiting by the phone

If I would have known what I know now
Would have left, never had the chance
We were two weeks in, it will never last

If I would have known what you were thinking
Would've ran for the hills and then
Would've stayed low key till you're over it
Till you're over it, till you're over it, till you're over it
Till you're over it

Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it way too well
Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it, we're getting it, getting it done

I give up now won't last forever
(There it is, I laid it down)
And if we can't be friends then what can we be?
(I'm giving up, it's not working out)

Maybe someday baby we can live
(Together forever)
And if we're not friends then what can we be?
(Giving up, it's not working out)

Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it way too well
Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it, we're getting it, getting it done

If I would have known what I know now
Would have left, never had the chance
We were two weeks in, it will never last

If I would have known what you were thinking
Would've ran for the hills and then
Would've stayed low key till you're over it

Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it way too well
Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it, we're getting it, getting it done

Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it way too well
Uh huh, uh huh
We're doing it, we're getting it, getting it done