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writings on the wall role model kansas anymore the longest goodbye album nightcore sped up i dont own any songs i used in this video. all the copyrights belongs to the owners. Dad's on the phone and he's lecturing me 'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece Head out the window Sweat on the pillow It's been keeping me up at night Guess this is what love feels like all right Seems like your shoulder Keeps getting colder But, babe, I was raised in the cold Wish I could do what I'm told Oh, now Dad's on the phone and he's lecturing me 'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece Son of a gun, but I know that he's right 'Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read You're forgetting me Losing my patience Confusing the waitress And asking her way too much Like, "Why am I still in love With somebody who leaves me Way too easy?" She said, "Honey, you'll be alright," But she gets paid to be nice Oh, hell Dad's on the phone and he's lecturing me 'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece Son of a gun, but I know that he's right 'Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read Ooh, you're forgetting me Ooh, you're forgetting me Oh, you're forgetting me Dad's on the phone and he's lecturing me 'Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen It's never gonna work 'cause the puzzle won't piece Ooh, you're forgetting me Son of a gun, but I know that he's right 'Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice Writing's on the wall, I pretend I can't read You're forgetting me