i'm sick. i think i'm on the brink. turn the tv up so that i can fall asleep
and drown out all of my thoughts. the ones in which you love to haunt me. stoned
feet on the cement. cursing at myself all the way to your apartment
pressing my ear to the door. oh i can hear that you're not alone
no. do you think fate is just a lie we tell ourselves
to help us fall asleep at night?
i'm waking up sideways
laying in the driveway
trying to forget the thought of you. i'm drowning my sorrow even though it's hollow
taking tequila shots at noon. that's why i followed you home
even though it's insane. watch you silence your phone
whenever it shows my name. tell me a beautiful lie. tell me it's only for tonight. tell me he's only a friend. say you remember when i
used to call you miss" and you'd kiss me on the neck. used to call me "baby" now you never call me back. i swear it's this game that we play. if only you would see it that way. do you think we could spend the night indulging ourselves