Mans Best Friend – Sabrina Carpenter

Mans Best Friend – Sabrina Carpenter

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 Sabrina Carpenter
 "MAN'S BEST FRIEND"
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 Released: August 29, 2025
 Genre: Pop
 TRACK LISTING:
 01.MANCHILD
 02.TEARS
 03.MY MAN ON WILLPOWER
 04.SUGAR TALKING
 05.WE ALMOST BROKE UP AGAIN LAST NIGHT
 06.NOBODY'S SON
 07.NEVER GETTING LAID
 08.WHEN DID YOU GET HOT?
 09.GO GO JUICE
 10.DON'T WORRY I'LL MAKE YOU WORRY
 11.HOUSE TOUR
 12.GOODBYE
 BONUS TRACK (for the LP Special Edition):
 13.SUCH A FUNNY WAY
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 TRACK 01 - MANCHILD
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff
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 NO CAPO
 N.C. [ch]G[/ch] [ch]Am7[/ch] [ch]C[/ch]
 Oh, boy
 You said your phone was broken, just forgot to charge it
 Whole outfit you're wearing, God, I hope it's ironic
 Did you just say you're finished? Didn't know we started
 It's all just so familiar, baby, what do you call it?
 Stupid, or is it, slow?
 Or is it slow?
 Maybe it's useless?
 But there's a cuter word for it, I know
    
 Man-child
 Why you always come a-runnin' to me?
 Fuck my life
 Won't you let an innocent woman be?
 Never heard of self-care
 Half your brain just ain't there
 Man-child
 Why you always come a-runnin', takin' all my lovin' from me?
 Why so sexy if so dumb?
 And how survive the Earth so long?
 If I'm not there, it won't get done
 I choose to blame your mom
    
 Man-child
 Why you always come a-runnin' to me?
 Fuck my life
 Won't you let an innocent woman be?
 Never heard of self-care
 Half your brain just ain't there
 Man-child
 Why you always come a-runnin', takin' all my lovin' from me?
    
 Oh, I like my boys playin' hard to get
 And I like my men all incompetent
 And I swear they choose me, I'm not choosin' them
 Amen, hey, men
 Oh, I like my boys playin' hard to get (Play hard to get)
 And I like my men all incompetent (Incompetent)
 And I swear they choose me, I'm not choosin' them (Not choosin' them)
 Amen (Amen), hey, men (Hey, men)
    
 Man-child
 Why you always come a-runnin' to me? (Always come a-runnin' to me)
 Fuck my life
 Won't you let an innocent woman be? (Hey)
 Oh, I like my boys playin' hard to get (Play hard to get)
 And I like my men all incompetent (Incompetent)
 And I swear they choose me, I'm not choosin' them (Not choosin' them)
 Amen (Amen), hey, men (Hey, men)
    
    
    
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 TRACK 02 - TEARS
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, John Ryan
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 CAPO: 3
    
 Mm
 Mm, hmm (Ah-ha)
 Uh (Shikitah)
    
 I get wet at the thought of you (Uh-huh)
 Being a responsible guy (Shikitah)
 Treating me like you're supposed to do (Uh-huh)
 Tears run down my thighs
 A little initiative can go a very long, long way
 Baby, just do the dishes, I'll give you what you (What you), what you want
 A little communication, yes, that's my ideal foreplay
 Assemble a chair from IKEA
 N.C.
 I'm like, "Uh" (Ah)
    
 I get wet at the thought of you (Uh-huh)
 Being a responsible guy (So responsible, shikitah)
 Treating me like you're supposed to do (Uh-huh)
 Tears run down my thighs
 A little respect for women can get you very, very far
 Remembering how to use your phone gets me oh, so (Oh, so), oh, so hot
 Considering I have feelings, I'm like, "Why are my clothes still on?"
 N.C.
 Offering to do anything, I'm like (Uh), "Oh my god"
    
 I get wet at the thought of you (Uh-huh)
 Being a responsible guy (So responsible, shikitah)
 Treating me like you're supposed to do (Uh-huh)
 Tears run down my thighs
 I get wet at the thought of you (I get)
 Being a responsible guy (So, so, so, responsible guy)
 Treating me like you're supposed to do (Supposed to do)
 [ch]Dm[/ch] N.C.
 Tears run down my thighs (Dance break)
    
 Oh
 So responsible
 No
    
 I get wet at the thought of you (Uh-huh)
 Being a responsible guy (Guy, so responsible, shikitah)
 Treating me like you're supposed to do (Uh-huh)
 Tears run down my thighs (Shikitah)
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 TRACK 03 - MY MAN ON WILLPOWER
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff, John Ryan
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 NO CAPO
    
 He's clingy, he's loving, he always initiates
 Calling and touching, it feels like just yesterday
 He wanted all four of my personalities
 Now I don't recognize this
 Stranger (Stranger)
 Danger (Danger)
 There in my bed at night
 Wide-eyed (Dreamin')
 Pondering (Schemin')
 What life without me'd be like
 Can I return him, give back the version I like?
 This one's bullshit, baby
    
 My man on his willpower is something I don't understand
 He fell in love with self-restraint and now it's getting out of hand
 He used to be literally obsessed with me
 I'm suddenly the least sought-after girl in the land
 Oh, my man on his willpower is something I don't under—
 Something I don't understand
 He's busy, he's working, he doesn't have time for me
 My slutty pajamas not tempting him in the least
 What in the fucked-up romantic, dark comedy is this nightmare lately?
 Yeah, okay, okay, he's on his big journey to find
 A little zest of life and his sense of purpose, but why?
 I'm right here (Right here)
 I'm waving (Hello)
 The joke can be over now
 You're so silly, baby
    
 My man on his willpower is something I don't understand
 He fell in love with self-restraint and now it's getting out of hand
 He used to be literally obsessed with me
 N.C.
 I'm suddenly the least sought-after girl in the land
 Oh, my man on his willpower is something I don't under—
 Something I don't understand
 No, oh
 My man's in touch with his emotions
 My man won't touch me with a twenty-foot pole
 My man's forgotten his devotion
 Where he's gone? God only knows
 (Where he's gone? God only knows)
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 TRACK 04 - SUGAR TALKING
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, John Ryan
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 CAPO: 3
    
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
    
 Put your loving where your mouth is
 Your sugar talking isn't working tonight, oh-oh
 Put your loving where your mouth is
 Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me
 Get your sorry ass to mine
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Saying that you miss me
 Boy, do you want a prize?
 You're havin' these epiphanies
 Big word for a real small mind
 And aren't you tired of saying a whole lot of nothing?
 You tell me that you want me (Want me)
 But, baby, if you need me (Need me, oh-oh)
    
 Put your loving where your mouth is (Ooh)
 Your sugar talking isn't working tonight, oh-oh
 Say you're a big changed man, I doubt it
 Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me
 Get your sorry ass to mine
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 You filled my whole apartment with flowers that die
 The first to open up your wallet
 But the last one to flag, a heart only breaks so many times
 Save your money and stop makin' me cry
 You tell me that you want me (Ah, baby, you want me)
 But, baby, if you need me (Need me)
 Yeah
    
    
 Oh-oh, oh
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh, ooh
    
 Put your loving where your mouth is
 Your sugar talking isn't working tonight, oh-oh
 Put your loving where your mouth is
 Yeah, your paragraphs mean shit to me
 It's verbatim what you said last week
 It's your seventh last chance, honey
 Get your sorry ass to mine
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 TRACK 05 - WE ALMOST BROKE UP AGAIN LAST NIGHT
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff
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 CAPO: 2
 Bullshit repeats itself, is that how the saying goes?
 Been here a thousand times (Selective memory though)
 I hear it in his eyes, he sees it in my tone
 Is what it is and it's predictable
    
 All the "I love you's" and "I'm sorry's" were said
 We had our sex and then we made amends, that's right
 Called it a false alarm to all of our friends
 Then we almost broke up again last night
 We almost got so close
 And when I reached to pull the plug
 I swear, it's starts working out
 And on my days, I'm a little much
 That's when I tell them how sweet he treats me
 And how no other boys compete
 I know how it looks, I know how it sounds
 Least we'll give 'em something to talk about
    
 All the "I love you's" and "I'm sorry's" were said ("Sorry's" were said)
 We had our sex and then we made amends, that's right
 Called it a false alarm to all of our friends
 Then we almost broke up again last night
    
    
 You say we're driftin' apart
 I said, "Yeah, I fucking know"
 Big deal, we've been here before
 And we'll be here tomorrow
 Oh-oh
    
 All the "I love you's" and "I'm sorry's" were said
 We had our sex and then we made amends, that's right
 Called it a false alarm to all of our friends
 Then we almost broke up again
 We almost broke up, we almost broke up again
 We almost broke up, we almost broke up again
 Gave me his whole heart and I gave him head and then
 We almost broke up, we almost broke up
 Yeah, we almost broke up again, hah
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 TRACK 06 - NOBODY'S SON
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, John Ryan
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 NO CAPO
    
    
 "Hi, I hope you're great
 I think it's time we took a break
 So I can grow emotionally"
 That's what he said to me
    
 Here we go again, crying in bed
 What a familiar feeling
 All my friends in love
 And I'm the one they call for a third-wheeling
 Probably should've guessed he's like the rest
 So fine and so deceiving
 There's nobody's son
 Not anyone left for me to believe in
    
    
 Me? No, yeah, I'm good
 Just thought that he eventually would
 Cave and rеach out
 But no siree, he discovered sеlf-control (He discovered it this week)
 This week (Oh)
    
 Here we go again, crying in bed
 What a familiar feeling
 All my friends in love
 And I'm the one they call for a third-wheeling
 Probably should've guessed he's like the rest
 So fine and so deceiving
 There's nobody's son
 Not anyone left for me to believe in (Believe in, oh, woah, woah-oh)
    
 That boy is corrupt (Ah)
 Could you raise him to love me, maybe?
 He sure fucked me up
 And, yes, I'm talkin' 'bout your baby
 That boy is corrupt (Ah)
 Get PTSD on the daily
 He sure fucked me up
 And, yes, I'm talkin' 'bout your baby
    
 Here we go again, crying in bed
 What a familiar feeling
 All my friends in love
 And I'm the one they call for a third-wheeling
 Probably should've guessed he's like the rest
 So fine and so deceiving
 There's nobody's son
 Not anyone left for me to believe in
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 TRACK 07 - NEVER GETTING LAID
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, John Ryan
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 NO CAPO
    
    
 We were so happy, why not mix it up?
 I'm so at peace, yeah, I can't drink enough
 No way to know just who you're thinking of
 I just wish you didn't have a mind
 (Ah) That could flip like a switch
 Like a wandering drift
 To a neighboring bitch
 When just the other night, you said you need me, what gives?
 How did it come to this?
 Boy, I know where you live
    
 Baby, I'm not angry
 Love you just the same
 I just hope you get agoraphobia some day
 And all your days are sunny
 From your window pane
 Wish you a lifetime full of happiness
 And a forever of never getting laid
 I think this schedule could be very nice (Very nice)
 Call up the boys and crack a Miller Lite, watch the fight
 Us girls are fun, but stressful, am I right? (Am I right?)
 And you've got a right hand anyway (And only yesterday)
 Was when we called it quits (Called it quits)
 I was so confident (Confident)
 'Til the thought of it hit
 That any given night, you could be using your lips
 On a girl with big tits
 Boy, I know where you live
    
 Baby, I'm not angry
 Love you just the same
 I just hope you get agoraphobia some day
 And all your days are sunny (Sunny from your window pane)
 From your window pane
 Wish you a lifetime full of happiness
 And a forever of never getting laid (Forever of not, uh)
 A forever of never getting laid (Laid, oh)
 At the end of the rainbow
 I hope you find
 A good whole lot of nothing
 'Cause you're still inside
 And abstinence is just a state of mind
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 TRACK 08 - WHEN DID YOU GET HOT?
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff, John Ryan
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 CAPO: 3
    
 So long, untouched
 Bone-dry, not a plant can grow
 'Bout time I get back on my horse to the rodeo
 Now I'm at the prospect convention (Ooh-ooh)
 My friends walk in your friend's direction (Ooh)
 Said, "Sabrina, don't you know Devin?" (Ooh)
 N.C.
 And I was like, "Huh?"
    
 When did you get hot all of a sudden?
 I could look you up and down all day (Hey)
 When did you get hot?
 I think I would remember if you had all that face (That face)
 I did a double take, triple take
 Take me to naked Twister back at your place
 Baby, baby, it's thickening the plot
 When did you get hot?
 Uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah)
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, mm
 Uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah)
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, mm
 Congratulations on your new improvements
 I bet your light rod's, like, bigger than Zeus's
 Hey, wait, can you lift my car with your hand?
 You were an ugly kid, but you're a sexy man
 Sorry, I did not see the vision (Ooh-ooh, did not see the vision)
 Thank the Lord, the fine you has risen (Ooh, the fine you has risen)
 Big riff coming, I need a minute
 Wait, I need a minute, mm-mm
 Okay, here it comes
 Oh-oh-oh
    
 When did you get hot all of a sudden?
 I could look you up and down all day (All day)
 When did you get hot?
 I think I would remember if you had all that face (That face)
 N.C.
 I did a double take, triple take (Damn)
 Take me to naked Twister back at your place
 Baby, baby, it's thickening the plot
 When did you get hot?
 Uh-huh, uh-huh
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, mm (Hot)
 Uh-huh, uh-huh (What?)
 Uh-huh, uh-huh
 When did you get, when did you get (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 When did you get, when did you get so hot? (Uh-huh, uh-huh, mm)
 When did you get, when did you get (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 When did you get, when did you get so hot?
 When did you get, when did you get (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 When did you get, when did you get so hot? (Uh-huh, uh-huh, mm)
 When did you get, when did you get (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 [ch]Am[/ch] N.C.
 When did you get, when did you get so hot?
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 TRACK 09 - GO GO JUICE
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff, John Ryan
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 CAPO: 3
 Love when happy hour comes at 10 a.m. o'clock on a Tuesday
 Guess a broken heart doesn't care that I just woke up
 Got a soft spot for a bev' and a boy that's fruity
 I can't lie, whole week's been tough
 No party invitations, not goin' to the club
    
 I'm just drinking to call someone
 Ain't nobody safe when I'm a little bit drunk
 Could be John or Larry, gosh, who's to say?
 Or the one that rhymes with "villain" if I'm feelin' that way
 Oh, I'm just drinking to call someone
 A girl who knows her liquor is a girl who's been dumped
 Sipping on my go go juice, I can't be blamed
 Some good old-fashioned fun sure numbs the pain
 Ring, ring, ring, yeah, it's super important (How many shots in an ounce?)
 I might have double vision, but that is irrelevant right now (Answer me, baby, um, are you in town?)
 I miss you and I think about you every minute
 If you're still disinterested in me, well, fuck
 Just tryin' different numbers, didn't think that you'd pick up
    
 I'm just drinking to call someone
 Ain't nobody safe when I'm a little bit drunk
 Could be John or Larry, gosh, who's to say?
 Or the one that rhymes with "villain" if I'm feelin' that way
 Oh, I'm just drinking to call someone
 A girl who knows her liquor is a girl who's been dumped
 Sipping on my go go juice, I can't be blamed
 Some good old-fashioned fun sure numbs the pain (Ooh)
    
    
 Ba-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
 Ba-da-da, da-da-da
 How's yous been? What's up?
 (Ah, woo, hahaha) Ba-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
 Bye, it's me, how's mm-call, do you me still love?
 Ba-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
 Ba-da-da, da-da-da
 Should we hooks up?
 Ba-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
 Bye, it's me, how's mm-call, do you me still love?
    
 I'm just drinking to call someone
 Ain't nobody safe when I'm a little bit drunk
 Could be John or Larry, gosh, who's to say?
 Or the one that rhymes with "villain" if I'm feelin' that way
 Oh, I'm just drinking to call someone
 A girl who knows her liquor is a girl who's been dumped (Girl who's been dumped)
 Sipping on my go go juice, I can't be blamed (Oh-oh)
 Some good old-fashioned fun sure numbs the pain
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 TRACK 10 - DON'T WORRY I'LL MAKE YOU WORRY
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff
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 CAPO: 1
    
    
 You think that I'm gonna fuck with your head?
 Well, you're absolutely right
 Your perfect timing couldn't be worse
 Actually, it's impressive how you don't read signs
 And I'll never call you right back
 But when I do, I'm making you laugh
 Then I'll bitch you out when I please
 I still think you love me
    
 So don't worry
 I'll make you worry like no other girl can
 So don't worry
 Damn sure I'll never let you know where you stand
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)[/tab]
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)
 Silent treatment and humblin' your ass
 Well, that's some of my best work
 Not sleeping with you might help me decide
 But it was annoyingly good, so thanks for making it worse
 But on the forty-minute drive home (Wow)
 You're internalizing my jokes (Mmm)
 And your mother even agrees (Ah, ah)
 That emotional lottery is all you'll ever get with me (Ah)
    
 So don't worry
 I'll make you worry like no other girl can
 So don't worry
 Damn sure I'll never let you know where you stand
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)[/tab]
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)
 Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah (Ah, ah)
 N.C.
 Hope you're feeling lucky
    
 So don't worry
 I'll make you worry like no other girl can
 So don't worry
 I'll leave you feeling like a shell of a man
    
 Ah, ah
 (Don't worry)
 (Don't worry)
 Ah (Don't worry)
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 TRACK 11 - HOUSE TOUR
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff, John Ryan
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 CAPO: 4
 Take your shoes off
 Thank you for dinner, baby, I had a really great time
 I really loved the conversation and that your car self-drives
 The pineapple air freshener is my favorite kind
 Well, this is me, but if you have time
    
 Do you want the house tour?
 I could take you to the first, second, third floor
 And I promise none of this is a metaphor
 I just want you to come inside
 Baby, what's mine is now yours
 (Haha)
 The couch is really comfy, comfy
 Got some Chips Ahoy if you’re hungry, hungry (Oh)
 You don't need to love me, love me, lovе me
 I'm just so proud of my design (To dim the lights)
    
 Do you want the house tour?
 I could take you to the first, second, third floor (We can take it to the—)
 And I promise none of this is a metaphor (Ah)
 I just want you to come inside (Come inside)
 But never enter through the back door
 House tour
 Yeah, I spent a little fortune on the waxed floors
 We can be a little reckless ’cause it's insured
 I'm pleasured to be your hot tour guide
 Baby, what's mine is now yours (Woo)
    
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh[/tab]
 Co-come on, bae, oh
 Well, baby, if you come outside, if you come outside
 I will let you in
    
 My house is on Pretty Girl Avenue
 My house was especially built for you
 Some say it's a place where your dreams come true
 My house could be your house too
 Oh
 So, um, are you coming in or what?
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 TRACK 12 - GOODBYE
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff
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 CAPO: 2
 Broke my heart on Saturday
 Guess overnight your feelings changed
 And I have cried so much I almost fainted (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 To show you just how much it hurts
 I wish I had a gun or words
 If somethin' got lost in communication (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 Well, sayonara, adiós
 You’re not bilingual, but you should know
    
 Goodbye means that you're losing me for life
 Can't call it love, then call it quits
 Can’t shoot me down, then shoot the shit
 Did you forget that it was you who said goodbye?
 So you don't get to be the one who cries
 Can't have your cake and eat it too
 By walking out, that means you choose goodbye
 The feeling so specific
 Wanna punch you every other minute, oh
 You used to love my ass, now, baby, you won't see it anymorе (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 We'll just give it three weeks, buddy
 Gonna wake up from your coma, honеy, ooh
 And that's when you'll be holding hokey flowers, standing at my door (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 But I'll say, "Arrivederci, au revoir"
 Forgive my French, but, fuck you, ta-ta
    
 Goodbye means that you're losing me for life
 Can't call it love, then call it quits
 Can’t shoot me down, then shoot the shit
 Did you forget that it was you who said goodbye? (Did you forget that it was you who said goodbye?)
 So you don't get to be the one who cries
 Can't have your cake and eat it too
 By walking out, that means you choose goodbye
    
    
 Sayonara, adiós
 On the flip side, cheerio
 Por siempre te amo, wait, no
 Shit, when did you get here?
 Go put on some clothes
    
 N.C. [ch]G[/ch]
 Goodbye means that you're losing me for life
 Can't call it love, then call it quits
 Can’t shoot me down, then shoot the shit
 Did you forget that it was you who said goodbye? (Did you forget that it was you who said goodbye?)
 So you don't get to be the one who cries
 Can't have your cake and eat it too
 By walking out, that means you choose goodbye
 Goodbye
 Get home safe
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 BONUS TRACK (for the LP Special Edition):
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 TRACK 13 - SUCH A FUNNY WAY
 Writer/s: Sabrina Carpenter, Amy Allen, Jack Antonoff
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 NO CAPO
 Must be that you want me so much, that you don't have the words
 Keep me far from friends and family, baby, that's just one of your quirks
 And if distance makes you fonder, I'm flattered by the distance you seek
 Yeah, you know just how to thrill me, oh, honey, how you kill me
    
 You have such a funny way of saying, "I love you"
 Forgetting me more every day, it gets me every time
 When I call you, but you're not replyin'
 Oh, I'm sure you're busy 'cause you're tryin'
 To show me I'm the girl you long for every day
 You have such a funny way
    
 My sweater from the night we met, how sweet that you're returning it
 Oh, what a lovely sentiment, you said, "Don't contact me again"
 And what a strange coincidence, your grandma died and died again
 And I would send condolences, if one of my phone calls would just go through
 Kill me in many ways you do, my baby
    
 You have such a funny way of saying, "I love you"
 Forgetting me more every day, it gets me every time
 When I call you, but you're not replyin'
 Oh, I'm sure you're busy 'cause you're tryin'
 To show me I'm the girl you long for every day
 You have such a funny way
    
    
 It's funny you're out drinking, funny I'm at home
 Funny everybody knows something that I don't
 Funny how I do this every single time
 So funny that I have to laugh just so I don't cry
 Just so I don't cry
 You have such a funny way of saying, "I love you"
 You have such a funny way
 You have such a funny way

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