Manufactured Superstars - Drunk Text lyrics

I went out to the club the other night To, you know, dance with my b**hes That guy was there again Is it like I'm sorry for what I said last weekend I told him I didn't mind, which was a lie But I was equally sorry And I didn't want to apologize It was just a drunk text In my head I was writing a fiction of us Behind my eyes, I was begging for Things my lip? could never ask And my mouth kept pouring Desperate clauses of random intent He asked me if he could text me later After the club He hands me another ?hot of vodka And I say, sure I'm on the dance floor when I get a text from adam I'm too lazy to type, so I send him a photo I took up a dancer's skirt And tell him to come and get it Not realizing what I had just said Later on, she comes up to me Holds up her phone ?creaming at me and I say I'm sorry, it was just a drunk text I should've known they knew each other No one is safe in the twitter sphere anymore To take the world s**, and mix it with texting It's called s**ting When you add drunk s**ting The words just don't make sen?e It's a hot mess of misspelled obscenities Body parts, questions I'm not sure what it means to ask I get a text from my best friend She's up?tairs getting bottle service She's like This guy wants you to wet your lips with this bottle He wants me to bring more girls up He's ?ome kind of pimp Are you f**ing kidding me? It's just another moment When one stupid reply can lead to the walk of shame And I'll be damned if I end up in some lame diner after I do this With last night's lingerie in my purse It's just a drunk text It's just a drunk text This is the last time I ever drink and text It's ju?t a drunk text It's just a drunk text