Exes

Morning After Memories: Navigating Regrets with Brooke Lynn's 'Exes'
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Lyrics

Should've had a sweatshirt, chardonnay wine-down Friday night

Expressing regret for not choosing a more casual setting with a sweatshirt on a Friday night, but ended up in a glamorous and expensive situation.

Not a red dress, slipping $20's

Regretting wearing a red dress and spending $20 bills to skip the line, indicating impulsivity and extravagance.

Get me to the front of the line

Desire to be at the front of the line, possibly seeking attention or importance.

Well that bouncer put that sharpie on my hand

Refers to a bouncer marking the singer's hand, setting the stage for the events that follow.

And it led me to the mess I'm in

The marked hand leads to a regrettable situation, emphasizing the consequences of impulsive actions.

Waking up with exes

Repeatedly waking up in the company of ex-partners, suggesting a pattern of unsuccessful relationships.

Wondering where my dress is

Expressing confusion about the location of the dress, highlighting the disarray in the singer's life.

Wondering when two drinks turned to seven

Reflecting on the progression from a moderate drinking scenario to excessive consumption.

From tearing up the dance floor

Recalling a time of enjoyment on the dance floor, contrasting with the current situation.

To tripping up his front porch

Transitioning from a lively dance floor to a more subdued and personal setting, possibly indicating a relationship shift.

Every lesson I keep forgetting

Acknowledging a recurring failure to learn from past mistakes.

Well bless my heart

An expression of mild exasperation or frustration with oneself.

I done did it again

Admitting to repeating the same actions that lead to undesirable outcomes.

I'm waking up, waking up with exes

Reiterating the theme of waking up with ex-partners, emphasizing the persistence of the pattern.

Well some types of mistakes got a way of sticking around

Noting that certain mistakes linger and are challenging to erase.

You can't wipe 'em off, but you can try to wash 'em down

Suggesting an attempt to cope with mistakes, though they are not easily forgotten.

Lipstick on the glass, Cuervo lime

Describing remnants of a night out, like lipstick on a glass and tequila with lime.

Guess I'm gonna spend another night

Anticipating another night spent with ex-partners due to the lingering effects of the mistakes made.

Waking up with exes

Reiterating the theme of waking up with ex-partners, emphasizing the persistence of the pattern.

Wondering where my dress is

Expressing confusion about the location of the dress, highlighting the disarray in the singer's life.

Wondering when two drinks turned to seven

Reflecting on the progression from a moderate drinking scenario to excessive consumption.

From tearing up the dance floor

Recalling a time of enjoyment on the dance floor, contrasting with the current situation.

To tripping up his front porch

Transitioning from a lively dance floor to a more subdued and personal setting, possibly indicating a relationship shift.

Every lesson I keep forgetting

Acknowledging a recurring failure to learn from past mistakes.

Well, bless my heart

An expression of mild exasperation or frustration with oneself.

I done did it again

Admitting to repeating the same actions that lead to undesirable outcomes.

I'm waking up, waking up with exes

Reiterating the theme of waking up with ex-partners, emphasizing the persistence of the pattern.

Waking up with exes

Emphasizing the repetition of waking up with ex-partners.

Wondering where my dress is, yeah

Expressing confusion about the location of the dress, highlighting the disarray in the singer's life.

Waking up with exes

Reiterating the theme of waking up with ex-partners, emphasizing the persistence of the pattern.

Wondering where my dress is

Expressing confusion about the location of the dress, highlighting the disarray in the singer's life.

Wondering when two drinks turned to seven

Reflecting on the progression from a moderate drinking scenario to excessive consumption.

From tearing up the dance floor

Recalling a time of enjoyment on the dance floor, contrasting with the current situation.

To tripping up his front porch

Transitioning from a lively dance floor to a more subdued and personal setting, possibly indicating a relationship shift.

Every lesson I keep forgetting

Acknowledging a recurring failure to learn from past mistakes.

Well, bless my heart

An expression of mild exasperation or frustration with oneself.

I done did it again

Admitting to repeating the same actions that lead to undesirable outcomes.

I'm waking up, waking up with exes

Reiterating the theme of waking up with ex-partners, emphasizing the persistence of the pattern.

Exes, yeah

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