Wait for me then come alone
She likes murder all she wrote
She called my burner while i smoked
I'll support her as a joke
She's a manic i'm depressed
She's innately too possessed
With how she's toxic i'm just honest
Now i got no home address
Take my time with how i live
And my demise is what it is
Hang my frame on my mother's fridge
So if i'm lame i'll still be missed
Good luck dreaming
You're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Love in the city for the young and the pretty
Going dumb going silly till it's not and i'm sitting throwing up in her car and i still got scars from the day and it still hits hard
The hands go up but i'm still tied down
You're in my mind can't get you out
I had enough so i left you now
Yeah i'm in deep but i'll make it
Good luck dreaming, you're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Got my reasons for for my leaving
And i got patches for the bleeding
I rinse it off and get home now
And i'm trying to figure it out
Empty, tank on empty,
Maybe i could bring it over if you let me
Text me, FaceTime, call me whenever
Yeah i got sucked in, but i'm doing better
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Wait for me then come alone
She likes murder all she wrote
She called my burner while i smoked
I'll support her as a joke
She's a manic i'm depressed
She's innately too possessed
With how she's toxic i'm just honest
Now i got no home address
Take my time with how i live
And my demise is what it is
Hang my frame on my mother's fridge
So if i'm lame i'll still be missed
Good luck dreaming
You're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Love in the city for the young and the pretty
Going dumb going silly till it's not and i'm sitting throwing up in her car and i still got scars from the day and it still hits hard
The hands go up but i'm still tied down
You're in my mind can't get you out
I had enough so i left you now
Yeah i'm in deep but i'll make it
Good luck dreaming, you're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Got my reasons for for my leaving
And i got patches for the bleeding
I rinse it off and get home now
And i'm trying to figure it out
Empty, tank on empty,
Maybe i could bring it over if you let me
Text me, FaceTime, call me whenever
Yeah i got sucked in, but i'm doing better
She likes murder all she wrote
She called my burner while i smoked
I'll support her as a joke
She's a manic i'm depressed
She's innately too possessed
With how she's toxic i'm just honest
Now i got no home address
Take my time with how i live
And my demise is what it is
Hang my frame on my mother's fridge
So if i'm lame i'll still be missed
Good luck dreaming
You're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Love in the city for the young and the pretty
Going dumb going silly till it's not and i'm sitting throwing up in her car and i still got scars from the day and it still hits hard
The hands go up but i'm still tied down
You're in my mind can't get you out
I had enough so i left you now
Yeah i'm in deep but i'll make it
Good luck dreaming, you're why i'm screaming
I write a song and then i delete it
I feel tears are coming down
And i'm trying to figure it out
Got my reasons for for my leaving
And i got patches for the bleeding
I rinse it off and get home now
And i'm trying to figure it out
Empty, tank on empty,
Maybe i could bring it over if you let me
Text me, FaceTime, call me whenever
Yeah i got sucked in, but i'm doing better
Writer: Jordan Cargill
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave