Noah Cyrus and Ant Clemons - Wonder Years

What, what if I said I'm tryna make it up?
For all of the lames that's playing games with you
You deserve better love
Where, where are the places that they ain't take you?
Give me the book between your destinations
So I can book to flight and reservations

Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh-mmh-mmh
Mmh, mmh

What would you do if I asked you to choose?
Would you keep pickin' on me?
Or am I the guy just for drunken nights
And while you're sober you don't need me?

While you're sober you don't need me
While you're sober you don't know me

What if I renege on all my obligations?
And ran up your nerves and then make you feel complacent
What if I fucked up your "me time"
Listen to me now
Maybe it's me time, me, me now
Oh, and what would you do?
If I made you number two
Ain't that what you want me to do?

What would you do if I asked you to choose?
Would you keep pickin' on me?
Or am I the guy just for drunken nights
And while you're sober you don't need me?

While you're sober you don't know me

Why I keep doin' it to myself?
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? (Ohh-oh)

Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh
Why I keep doin' it to myself? Oh

Written by:
Noah Cyrus, Anthony Clemons, Paul McCartney, John Lennon

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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