~ughhhhhh I hate rhymes but most songs sound weird without them~
I'm lying in bed, contemplating life
Asking the world why it gives me so much strife
Your face flashes in between my thoughts
If I was older at this point I'd be taking shots
Sorry to interrupt with the cold, hard truth
But flowers are ugly when they're blooms of youth
You expect me to write songs about happiness and love
Unfortunately my mind prevents me, it's a dark sadness I'm part of
Darling, don't call my name anymore
Maybe it's time that I showed myself the door
Words on a page and nothing to say
Broken hearts and awful mistakes
Oh, what's the point of us?
You say you're tired, don't want a fuss
Baby I've been trying to reach you
Writing these lines, wondering about someone new
I blocked your number but know when you call
I wish what i felt was nothing at all
Your hoody's still in my drawer from when you left
And you still have my love that you theft
Darling, don't call my name anymore
Maybe it's time that I showed myself the door
Words on a page and nothing to say
Broken hearts and awful mistakes
Please, I know you can hear me
I know you read that
I know you're there
Darling, don't call my name anymore
Maybe it's time that I showed myself the door
Words on a page and nothing to say
Broken hearts and awful mistakes
Broken hearts and awful mistakes
Broken hearts and awful mistakes...
Broken hearts...
