| Song | The Mourning After |
| Artist | Mac Miller |
| Album | Macadelic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Mourning after, my lungs hurt | |
| Eat your p*ssy just to show you how my tongue works. | |
| Its funny how we f*ck but fell in love first. | |
| Been three years | |
| I wish I finally trust her. | |
| She make me feel like how them drugs work. | |
| Itching for my fixture, when she gone love hurts. | |
| I just get a temper, | |
| I just need some just somebody | |
| I could vent to. | |
| Someone get me stoned, be my | |
| Emma.Left your lipstick on the glass, see your daiquiri. | |
| Ruby red usually end up tragically,work of art you could be my masterpiece. | |
| But you fast asleep.[Hook] | |
| Something bout the pain, makes me want more. | |
| Done a lot of drugs never feel like this before. | |
| I hope one day it all makes, | |
| It'll all make sense. | |
| You could have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin’ all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it’ll all make sense[Verse 2: Mac Miller] | |
| Uhh now she wake up | |
| Cryin’ while she puttin’ on her makeup | |
| Trapped inside her love for me | |
| And no escape for her | |
| You wanna leave say the word | |
| But she can’t | |
| Lookin’ in my eyes | |
| Is everything okay? she lies | |
| Put on her disguise, play it safe‘ | |
| Cuz We’ve been fightin’ for the past three weeks | |
| She keep this one inside, she don’t wanna seem weak | |
| Strong, baby tell me what’s been goin’ on | |
| I don’t wanna be so alone | |
| So you need to get me high again | |
| I got all this money we could try to spend | |
| Until we strung out like a violin | |
| Come back to life, then we die again | |
| Little angel, where’s your halo? | |
| Somewhere above them wars[Hook] | |
| Something ’bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| It’ll all make sense | |
| You can have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin’ all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it’ll all make sense[Bridge] | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don’t sleep much, when | |
| I do I’m comatose | |
| May I propose a toast? | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don’t sleep much, when | |
| I do I’m comatose | |
| Propose a toast | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love[Hook] | |
| Something ’bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before(sniffs) | |
| You can have it all, tell me what you need | |
| Believin’ all them silly things you read[Outro] | |
| Don’t cry, | |
| Its ok.it’ll all be over soon.... |
| Mourning after, my lungs hurt | |
| Eat your p ssy just to show you how my tongue works. | |
| Its funny how we f ck but fell in love first. | |
| Been three years | |
| I wish I finally trust her. | |
| She make me feel like how them drugs work. | |
| Itching for my fixture, when she gone love hurts. | |
| I just get a temper, | |
| I just need some just somebody | |
| I could vent to. | |
| Someone get me stoned, be my | |
| Emma. Left your lipstick on the glass, see your daiquiri. | |
| Ruby red usually end up tragically, work of art you could be my masterpiece. | |
| But you fast asleep. Hook | |
| Something bout the pain, makes me want more. | |
| Done a lot of drugs never feel like this before. | |
| I hope one day it all makes, | |
| It' ll all make sense. | |
| You could have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it' ll all make sense Verse 2: Mac Miller | |
| Uhh now she wake up | |
| Cryin' while she puttin' on her makeup | |
| Trapped inside her love for me | |
| And no escape for her | |
| You wanna leave say the word | |
| But she can' t | |
| Lookin' in my eyes | |
| Is everything okay? she lies | |
| Put on her disguise, play it safe' | |
| Cuz We' ve been fightin' for the past three weeks | |
| She keep this one inside, she don' t wanna seem weak | |
| Strong, baby tell me what' s been goin' on | |
| I don' t wanna be so alone | |
| So you need to get me high again | |
| I got all this money we could try to spend | |
| Until we strung out like a violin | |
| Come back to life, then we die again | |
| Little angel, where' s your halo? | |
| Somewhere above them wars Hook | |
| Something ' bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| It' ll all make sense | |
| You can have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it' ll all make sense Bridge | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don' t sleep much, when | |
| I do I' m comatose | |
| May I propose a toast? | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don' t sleep much, when | |
| I do I' m comatose | |
| Propose a toast | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love Hook | |
| Something ' bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before sniffs | |
| You can have it all, tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read Outro | |
| Don' t cry, | |
| Its ok. it' ll all be over soon.... |
| Mourning after, my lungs hurt | |
| Eat your p ssy just to show you how my tongue works. | |
| Its funny how we f ck but fell in love first. | |
| Been three years | |
| I wish I finally trust her. | |
| She make me feel like how them drugs work. | |
| Itching for my fixture, when she gone love hurts. | |
| I just get a temper, | |
| I just need some just somebody | |
| I could vent to. | |
| Someone get me stoned, be my | |
| Emma. Left your lipstick on the glass, see your daiquiri. | |
| Ruby red usually end up tragically, work of art you could be my masterpiece. | |
| But you fast asleep. Hook | |
| Something bout the pain, makes me want more. | |
| Done a lot of drugs never feel like this before. | |
| I hope one day it all makes, | |
| It' ll all make sense. | |
| You could have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it' ll all make sense Verse 2: Mac Miller | |
| Uhh now she wake up | |
| Cryin' while she puttin' on her makeup | |
| Trapped inside her love for me | |
| And no escape for her | |
| You wanna leave say the word | |
| But she can' t | |
| Lookin' in my eyes | |
| Is everything okay? she lies | |
| Put on her disguise, play it safe' | |
| Cuz We' ve been fightin' for the past three weeks | |
| She keep this one inside, she don' t wanna seem weak | |
| Strong, baby tell me what' s been goin' on | |
| I don' t wanna be so alone | |
| So you need to get me high again | |
| I got all this money we could try to spend | |
| Until we strung out like a violin | |
| Come back to life, then we die again | |
| Little angel, where' s your halo? | |
| Somewhere above them wars Hook | |
| Something ' bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| It' ll all make sense | |
| You can have it all | |
| Tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read | |
| I hope one day it all makes sense | |
| One day it' ll all make sense Bridge | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don' t sleep much, when | |
| I do I' m comatose | |
| May I propose a toast? | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love | |
| You get me high girl, scared of overdose | |
| I don' t sleep much, when | |
| I do I' m comatose | |
| Propose a toast | |
| Someone usually does, to our fucked up love Hook | |
| Something ' bout the pain | |
| Makes me want more | |
| Done a lotta drugs | |
| Never felt like this before sniffs | |
| You can have it all, tell me what you need | |
| Believin' all them silly things you read Outro | |
| Don' t cry, | |
| Its ok. it' ll all be over soon.... |