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The man that I love— The man that— The man that I love sat me down last night And he told me that it's over, dumb decision Ladies and gentlemen Sleazin' and teasin', I'm sittin' on him All of my diamonds are drippin' on him I met him at the bar, it was twelve or somethin' I ordered two more wines 'cause tonight, I want him A little context if you care to listen I find myself in a shit position The man that I love sat me down last night And he told me that it's over, (dumb decision) And I don't wanna feel how my heart is rippin' In fact, I don't wanna feel, so I stick to sippin' And I'm out on the town with a simple mission In my little black dress and this shit is Just a heart broke bitch, high heels six inch In the back of the nightclub, (sippin' champagne) I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with In the back of the taxi (sniffin' cocaine) Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways 'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night I don't wanna feel how I did last night (Doctor, doctor) anything, please (Doctor, doctor) have mercy on me Take this pain away You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna Toke this joint how I'm blowin' this steam Back to my ways like 2019 Not twenty-four hours since my ex did I got a new man on me, it's about to get Last night really was the cherry on the cake Been some dark days lately and I'm findin' it (cripplin') Excuse my state, I'm as high as your hopes That you'll make it to my bed, get me hot and (sizzlin') If I take a step back to see the glass half-full At least it's the Prada two-piece that I'm trippin' in London, and I'm already actin' like a dick, know what I mean? So you might as well Just a heart broke bitch, high heels six inch In the back of the nightclub, sippin' champagne I don't trust any of these bitches I'm with In the back of the taxi sniffin' cocaine Drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex I was lookin' for a man who was on the same page Now it's back to the intro, back to the bar To the Bentley, to the hotel, to my old ways 'Cause I don't wanna feel how I did last night No, I don't wanna feel how I did last night (Doctor, doctor) anything, please (Doctor, doctor) have mercy on me You're askin' me my symptoms, doctor, I don't wanna I don't wanna feel how I did last night I don't wanna feel how I did last night How I did, how I did, how I did last ni-ni-ni-ni-night Yeah, the song is nearly over, but it's not done yet Are you ready? Two, one, two, three, jump! Hey, hey Mm, lipstick smudged like modern art I don't know where the fuck I am or who's drivin' the, hey Speedin' down the highway, sippin' I'm mixin' pills with the liquor 'cah fuck these I left everyone I love on read, uh Spilling secrets to the stranger in my bed I remember nothing so there's nothing to regret Other than this 4-4 kick drum poundin' in my head And Royal Albert, how would it feel to lit this fucking place Would you make some noise, hit me one more time Oh my godness, what? Heritage Orchestra, ladies and gentlemen The Flames Collective, ladies and gentlemen Congrat these ladies and gentlemen Thank you so, I will never forget this moment As long as I live, I will never forget this night I will never forget this night, I love you so much, thank you Let's go Anna Lapwood on the organ, ladies and gentlemen Anna Lapwood on the organ ♪