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5 Seconds of Summer

Out of My Limit

Back in the high school we used to take it slow,

red lipstick on and high heel stilettos.

Had a job downtown working the servo,

had me waiting in line couldn’t even let go.

'Cause I never wanna be that guy,

who doesn’t even get a taste.

No more having to chase

to win that prize.

You’re just a little bit out of my limit,

it‘s been two years now you haven’t even seen the best of me.

And In my mind now I’ve been over this a thousand times,

but it’s almost over.

Let's start over.

Back in high school,

we used to make up plans.

Called you up one day to meet split ends.

'Cause I never wanna be that guy,

who doesn’t even get a taste.

No more having to chase

to win that prize.

You’re just a little bit out of my limit,

it‘s been two years now you haven’t even seen the best of me.

And In my mind now I’ve been over this a thousand times,

but it’s almost over.

Let's start over.

You’re just a little bit out of my limit,

it‘s been two years now you haven’t even seen the best of me.

And In my mind now I’ve been over this a thousand times,

but it’s almost over.

Let's start over.

You’re just a little bit out of my limit,

it‘s been two years now you haven’t even seen the best of me.

And In my mind now I’ve been over this a thousand times,

but it’s almost over.

Let's start over.