Third Wheel - Piano Version

Last night, I went out, saw her walking 'round the town
 And she was kinda staring
 Like I'm a trash, fake-ass, cheap Gucci bag
 Got me feeling kind of dirty
 Got me feeling kind of dirty, yeah
 Wish you could hold me now
 But I guess you're holding on
 Something so beautiful
 That I can't give you right now
 When I'm with you, I'm the third wheel
 It's the worst deal, I
 And I'm feeling kind of lonely
 When she's on your mind
 And I'm just a loser
 Mean nothing to you
 Her name's still on your tongue, oh I
 When I'm with you, I'm the third wheel
 When you ride, I die
 When we hang, got plans, you're always texting her
 And it feels like she's right here
 On my couch, in my house, she's stealing your attention
 Taking you from me, oh yeah
 Got me feeling kind of dirty, yeah
 Oh, I
 When I'm with you, I'm the third wheel
 It's the worst deal, I
 And I'm feeling kind of lonely
 When she's on your mind
 And I'm just a loser
 Mean nothing to you
 Her name's still on your tongue, oh, I
 When I'm with you, I'm the third wheel
 When you ride, I'll die
 When you ride, I'll die
 When you ride, I'll die
 When you ride, I'll die
 When you ride, I die
 When I'm with you, I'm your third wheel
 When you ride, I'll die