Third Wheel (Piano Version)

Last night I went out

Saw her walking round the town

She was kinda staring

Like I’m a trash, fake-ass, cheap Gucci bag

Got me feeling kind of dirty

Got me feeling kind of dirty, yeah

Wish you could hold me now

But I guess you’re holding on

Something so beautiful

That I can’t give you right now

When I’m with you I’m the third wheel

It’s the worst deal, I

And I’m feeling kind of lonely

When she’s on your mind

And I’m just a loser

Mean nothing to you

Her name’s still on your tongue, oh I

When I’m with you I’m the third wheel

When you ride I'll die

When we hang, got plans

You’re always texting her

And it feels like she’s right here

On my couch, in my house

She’s stealing your attention

Taking you from me, oh, yeah

Got me feeling kind of dirty, yeah

Oh I

When I’m with you I’m the third wheel

It’s the worst deal, I

And I’m feeling kind of lonely

When she’s on your mind

And I’m just a loser

Mean nothing to you

Her name’s still on your tongue, oh, I

When I’m with you I’m the third wheel

When you ride I'll die

When you ride I'll die

When you ride I'll die

When you ride I'll die

When you ride I'll die

When I’m with you I’m the third wheel

When you ride I'll die