Can I still say chill to the things that I'm used to
I feel sick to my stomach on mixed boos
Suffocate in the feeling of boredom If it's easy with you
Now it's closing in
The exit signs go off in my head
On stage lights they flash bright red
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I messed you up
All the love bombing and other drugs
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I f*cked your thoughts
All of the drinking, late nights and fun
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Dear, I'm not wrong, it's a definite maybe
G says that my chaos is aching
She's not wrong, cause my brain borders crazy
And the carpet's still stained from the love, and these blankets
Haven't been washed Since I met you in May when
Using got bad and I started to hate it
Now it's closing in
The exit signs go off in my head
On stage lights they flash bright red
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I messed you up
All the love bombing and other drugs
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I f*cked your thoughts
All of the drinking, late nights and fun
Now I feel so wrong, I acted up
Drove your Mercedes over us
To think I'd hurt so I'd leave first
So I won't have to learn how I feels
So I'll shield
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I messed you up
All the love bombing and other drugs
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I f*cked your thoughts
All of the drinking, late nights and fun
It's closing in
(I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
It's closing in
It's closing in
(I'm sorry, I'm sorry)
It's closing in