Fashionably Late Lyrics

It's nine O'clock
on the dot
at the spot
and i'm hanging with your friends again
Great taste
a beautiful place
and you're fashionably late

And i don't want to be that guy
that makes you sad
that makes you cry again
Without a doubt
i'm sorry about
making out with your friends, go!

I love the way that this began
started off right so innocent
I'm letting you know
I'm letting you go
i want your best friend
I'm givin' it up
and asking why
you seem so shocked
and so surprised
I'm sorry it hurts
i'm surely a jerk
i understand why you're mad

Don't talk that crap
when you call me back
as a matter of fact
don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
everybody knows i'm wrong (wrong!)

It's nine O'clock
on the dot
at the spot
and i'm hanging with your friends again
Great taste
a beautiful place
and you're fashionably late

And i don't want to be that guy
that makes you sad
that makes you cry again
Without a doubt
i'm sorry about
making out with your friends, Mwah!

It's got nothing to do with how you look
just another excuse
to write a hook
I'm letting you know
she liked my post up on my Facebook
And after all
you're not my type
but all your friends are pretty nice!
you know that means
stop making a scene
and take some words of advice

Don't talk that crap when you call me back
as a matter of fact
don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
everybody knows i'm wrong (Right?)

It's nine O'clock
on the dot
at the spot
and i'm hanging with your friends again
Great taste
a beautiful place
and you're fashionably late

And i don't want to be that guy
that makes you sad
that makes you cry again
Without a doubt
i'm sorry about
making out with your friends

And i've got the topic conversation now
And i know i'm running out of time (yeah!)
It's not an honest demonstration now
You're not the only one (Not the only one)

Don't talk that crap
when you call me back
as a matter of fact
don't act like that
Everybody knows you're right
everybody sing along (Ahh...)

i don't want to be that guy
that makes you sad
that makes you cry again
Without a doubt
i'm sorry about
f*cking all your friends (WHAT?)

It's nine O'clock
on the dot
at the spot
and i'm hanging with your friends again
Great taste
a beautiful place
and you're fashionably late

And i don't want to be that guy
that makes you sad
that makes you cry again
Without a doubt
i'm sorry about
making out with your friends

making out with your friends
making out with your friends

With out a doubt
sorry about
having sex with all your friends.. ha! ha! ha!

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