Lyrics of 'My Future Ex Wife (feat. Happy Hour)' by Andres

It's freezing cold but you're inviting me outside to smoke a cigarette
No fucking thank you, I got asthma, but I'm following your silhouette still
It's quite apparent that we value different things, but I've been blinded
If I keep scrolling to the bottom could I possibly reveal why I kept coming over?

I got you alone again, I'm whispering thoughts of a wedding ring
Would you be so kind to be my future ex-wife?
You got me alone again, you're whispering thoughts of premarital sin
Would you be so kind to be my future ex-wife?

The type of sex that burns my skin just like a cigarette, I should've quit well
What can I say? I like the pain, I guess that I'm a bit of a masochist
Let's build a future that won't last
So I can sulk about the past
I'll pay my child support
You take Custody
Take me to the courthouse, looking so good in that french blouse you said I never loved you?
But I did I always did yes I did!

As I watch you cup your hand, whispering secrets to a man
I could see you from the bar, it’s not how this night was planned
On the walk back to your car I didn’t wanna hold your hand
When we got back to your house, I just wanted us to end
We woke up in the morning, and you had no recollection
We ate breakfast with your step mom and your brothers, I just fit in
Oh how lovely it would be to keep on growing up with you
In love enough to put up with each others’ shitty moods

You’re either yelling at me 'cause I'm drinking with my friends
Or I'm pissed at you for something you said on the internet
Oh how lovely it would be to keep on growing up with you
In love enough to put up with each others’ shitty moods

I've got half the mind to leave these prenuptial agreements behind