Hey, it's me
I feel like shit on my own
Listen
I'm sorry, I blew up your phone
Are you free next week
I'm hella alone
Was it me, was it you
Was there some kind of undertone
I hate this conversation
So high on disbelief
You're running low of patience
Maybe it's really me (really me)
Guess I don't get the message
Never thought I'd get this low, low, low, low, low
Always made fun of people
Who act the way I do
You'll say it's so pathetic
Until it gets to you
I know I've learned my lesson
Never thought I'd act this low, low, low, low
Hey, it's me
I feel like shit on my own
Listen
I'm sorry, I blew up your phone
Are you free next week
I'm hella alone
Was it me, was it you
Was there some kind of undertone
Just say the word and I'm gone
It's been four long years
It's time to move on
Oh, I know I suck at letting this go
Was it me, was it you?
Was there some kind of undertone?
There are all these other people that I can meet
But you're turning all the lights off and I can't see
Don't leave me hanging on a thread 'cause it's breaking me
I think it's time to leave
I think it's time to leave
Will I get the message
I'm so so obsessed
I know I've learnt my lesson
Lesson
Hey, it's me
I feel like shit on my own
Listen
I'm sorry I blew up your phone
Are you free next week
I'm hella alone
Was it me, was it you
Was there some kind of undertone
Just say the word and I'm gone
It's been four long years
It's time to move on
Oh, I know I suck at letting things go
Was it me, was it you?
Was there some kind of undertone?
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That's pretty good