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Never made it as a wise man;
Couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin'
Tired of living like a blind mine.
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling.

And this is how you remind me.
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking

And I've been wrong;
I've been down, to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream
"Are we having fun yet?"

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

It's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
It musta been so bad.
'Cause living with me
Musta damn near killed you

And,
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking

And I've been wrong;
I've been down, to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream
"Are we having fun yet?"

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

Yet, yet, yet, no no.

Never made it as a wise man
Couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing

And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking

And I've been wrong;
I've been down, to the bottom of every bottle
These five words in my head
Scream
"Are we having fun yet?"

Yet, Yet. Are we having fun yet?

Yet, yet. Are we having fun yet?

Yet, Yet. Are we having fun yet?

Yet, yet....