I don’t want to be another heartache
You tell all the girls about—
The one’s you wanna get with
And let down.
I don’t wanna be that woman,
Another story,
Becoming your history,
Instead of you and me.
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I wanna be the one you miss,
That you miss so bad.
I wanna be the one, you can’t live without,
And you wake up in fear that I’m gone.
But that’s just wishful thinking—
Thinking I was your number one.
You always said that I was different,
Finally wanted a chance
But then I turned around,
And got knocked flat on the ground.
With you all it ever took
Was a single word, just one look.
You tell every girl, you’re an open book
After all, you’ve always had me hooked.
Chorus
You walked away—
All I got was a text.
While the story you tell,
Is the heartache that I feel.
I breathe in and out,
Feel my heart clench—
Wait for it to dwindle,
You’re just another page of my past.
Chorus
Oh yeah, that’s just wishful thinking—
Thinking I was your number one.
