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[00:00.000] 作词 : Oizzys
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Oizzys
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Oizzys
[00:11.444]I said I’d never fall again,
[00:17.868]But your laugh sounds like my old medicine.
[00:24.595]Now I’m back at the 7-Eleven,*
[00:31.192]Buying condoms and a lottery ticket—
[00:35.679]Guess I’m feeling lucky (or just stupid).
[00:39.411]You leave your shirt on my floor,
[00:42.364]Smells like regret and the 99¢ store.
[00:46.153]I should wash it… but I won’t,
[00:49.462]Cause my bed s too empty when it’s gone.
[00:53.197]Normal people fall in love,
[00:56.609]I just fall apart in your driveway.
[01:06.552]Normal people say “goodnight,”
[01:09.935]I say “I’ll text you” then ghost like a sleepwalk.
[01:18.117]Your roommate thinks I’m pathetic,
[01:23.011](I am, but at least I’m poetic).
[01:31.653]We watch anime ‘til 3,
[01:36.728]You laugh at the dub—
[01:38.625]I laugh ‘cause you’re happy.
[01:45.010]Maybe we’re just two lost causes,
[01:48.309]With expired student discounts.
[01:51.515]Maybe love’s just a meme we repost,
[01:55.224]But forget what it’s about.
[01:58.230]I’ll delete your number tomorrow,
[02:04.084](Or maybe next week).
[02:05.555]For now, let’s pretend we’re normal people,
[02:08.351]Who know how to leave before it gets ugly.
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作词 : Oizzys
作曲 : Oizzys
编曲 : Oizzys
I said I’d never fall again,
But your laugh sounds like my old medicine.
Now I’m back at the 7-Eleven,*
Buying condoms and a lottery ticket—
Guess I’m feeling lucky (or just stupid).
You leave your shirt on my floor,
Smells like regret and the 99¢ store.
I should wash it… but I won’t,
Cause my bed s too empty when it’s gone.
Normal people fall in love,
I just fall apart in your driveway.
Normal people say “goodnight,”
I say “I’ll text you” then ghost like a sleepwalk.
Your roommate thinks I’m pathetic,
(I am, but at least I’m poetic).
We watch anime ‘til 3,
You laugh at the dub—
I laugh ‘cause you’re happy.
Maybe we’re just two lost causes,
With expired student discounts.
Maybe love’s just a meme we repost,
But forget what it’s about.
I’ll delete your number tomorrow,
(Or maybe next week).
For now, let’s pretend we’re normal people,
Who know how to leave before it gets ugly.