Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have
Soon as I moved on, started missing me so bad
Saying maybe we should try again
Try to get it right again
Sayin’ do we have to be done
Don’t know why you said goodbye then
And honestly I get where you’re coming from cause
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
Yeah, I’d wanna go back to that weekend out in LA
Bet that hotel bed ain’t never been the same, babe
Damnit we were so good then
Think of what we could’ve been
If you’da just tried
Cause I think that I’m worth it
I thought you were perfect
But you had your time
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
I’d want me back too

Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
Took a little trip, slip, miss
Geezer this is it, misfits
See all the lip, check this
Geezer please me with all of it
Tequila at the bar last night
Reason why I look like flippin’ shit
Reason why I’m questioning all of it
Cause cor blimey she was fit
Took a little trip last year
What a brittle trip, rasp gear
Met about a baker’s dozen of cynical little pricks
Geezer this is me mate, and what you see mate
Is what you get, yep, no fantasy
I got my East End gang with me
A bunch of cunts in all honesty
The Monday will be solemn
Could do with a little trip to Holland or Tulum
But see me cash flow’s a travesty
And reason why I’m nickin’ these bag of peas
Oi oi oi
Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
She walked with me to the place
But she won’t let me try and act up
She talked shit to my face
But compliments me behind my back
Text messaging like I
Shoot from the hip in a western movie
Everyone who comes into your life
Is a blessing or a schooling
Fall in love with the girl who makes you love the guy that…
Under a little blem of weed
Just learning the ropes of it
Come to see the film, please
But don’t turn off your phone in it
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
Yo when we all fall we’ll be dead
Brown bread discomposed in the depths
Yo, falling down is an accident
But see staying down is for plebs
C’mon
Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice