ilovedaplayer

Lyrics
[Verse 1: chicagoland] Five-day weekend, schedule's gonna be fucked I've been informed I'm out of luck I miss the times, you picked me up Now in a ditch, stuck in a rut [Pre-Chorus: chicagoland] But there you are, sitting on the windowsill Invading my privacy more than anyone ever will Then I realize [Chorus: chicagoland] I loved a player more than I've loved anyone else I fucked with you harder than I ever did myself I'm ashamed and embarrassed, you flew me to Paris Now I'm third wheeling like we're on a Ferris [Verse 2: still-life starlet] Was it my fault for being out of touch? Thought I knew better than doing this stuff You proved me gutted and in the dumps Take me out of this junior slump [Pre-Chorus: still-life starlet] And there you are, on your own free will God, is this a role that I should fill? 'Cause I realize [Chorus: still-life starlet] I loved a player more than I've loved anyone else I fucked with you harder than I ever did myself I'm ashamed and embarrassed, you flew me to Paris Now I'm third wheeling like we're on a Ferris [Bridge: still-life starlet, chicagoland] You talked to me, don't talk me down I'm fragile, bitch, you know that now So don't prove that you miss the sound 'Cause I'll make you regret the ordeal Don't you tell me how to feel I loved a player, I loved a player [Chorus: lake michigan yacht club] I loved a player more than I've loved anyone else I fucked with you harder than I ever did myself I'm ashamed and embarrassed, you flew me to Paris Now I'm third wheeling like we're on a Ferris (We're on a Ferris) [Outro: chicagoland] Oh, oh, I loved a player (I-I-I—) Don't tell me how to feel (I'm working on sighing) Then I realize
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Credits
- Writers
- chicagoland
- ghostholding