So you think that you're the one who's up in score
Just 'cause you're the first one walkin' out the door
Well take it when you leave
I don't need the sympathyI might stay up drunk on wine, hurt like hell, and ugly cryin' black mascara tears
I might lock my door, sleep with my phone, miss you bad for a month or so,
But let me tell you somethin my dear
I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find another love like mine,
Oh no noSee I think you think that new means better off
But the proof's in the pudding once the shine is lost
So go and get yourself
A little taste of somethin elseI might stay up drunk on wine, hurt like hell, and ugly cryin' black mascara tears
I might lock my door, sleep with my phone, miss you bad for a month or so
But let me tell you somethin my dear
I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find another love like mine yeahIt's startin to sound like a good idea
The more we're standin hereI'm gonna stay up drunk on wine, hurt like hell, and ugly cryin' black mascara tears
I'm gonna lock my door, sleep with my phone, miss you bad for a month or so
But let me tell you somethin my dear
I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find, no
I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find, no
I'm gonna be just fine but you're never gonna find another love like mine,
Oh no no
Never gonna find another love like mine, oh no no
Songwriters
JUSTIN WEAVER, KELLY ARCHER, EMILY SHACKELTONPublished by
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