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/