Waiting for the text
That says that we're done-done
Like I'm failing a test
My body screams run-run
They'll get rid of you
Oh, you knew-knew
Quick on your knees
Scream out please-please
Pathetic
Pathetic
I pick up my phone to check on my new song
Zero views - 30 listens
Nobody asks for interviews
My dream stadium shrinks
Suddenly it's easier to take my life
Mother hide the knife!
Pathetic
Pathetic
If you try hard you can change the color of blood
And a smell of a fart
For all you know you're a hidden genius
For all you know they lived happily ever after until a certain end
Forget good and bad all you've left are just news
Just news