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The Chainsmokers – iPad Lyrics

The Chainsmokers – iPad Lyrics

I go through your iPad looking for something that I used to have
Guess I finally lost my mind (Lost my mind)
I wish that I could take my number back, go back to the place we met
Start this up a second time (A second time)
You’re living in a past life, 25, all your friends are verified
Acting like they’re first in line
I’m looking at your life through a cellophane, hoping things would stay the same
I was always by your side

And isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?
Isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?
And now we’re strangers again

And now we’re strangers again

You were just a downtown socialite, ship I pass on summer nights
Shadow that I can’t define
Turned into a gaslight kerosene, love that felt like 17
Hurt me ’til I feel alive

I wonder who your friends are, where you go, who you know now?
You play the same card, swear to God, do you call him?
Isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?
And now we’re strangers again

And now we’re strangers again
(Now we’re strangers, now we’re strangers)
(Now we’re strangers, now we’re strangers)

You were just a downtown socialite, ship I pass on summer nights
Shadow that I can’t define
Turned into a gaslight kerosene, love that felt like 17
Hurt me ’til I feel alive

Isn’t it strange how we’re strangers again?
Now both of us know we were better as friends
When it all, yeah, when it all falls apart
Sometimes you let go, just to know where to start
(I go through your iPad looking for, and now we’re)
Something that I used to have
(I go through your iPad looking for, and now we’re)
Something that I used to have
(I go through your iPad looking for, and now we’re)
Something that I used to have
(I go through your iPad looking for)
And now we’re strangers again

Something that I used to have

You were just a downtown socialite, ship I pass on summer nights
Shadow that I can’t define
Turned into a gaslight kerosene, love that felt like 17
Hurt me ’til I feel alive

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