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Linneah Morales
Linneah Morales
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You know I'm blacked out I'm fucked up I'm trying to believe That all the pictures and stories Are not what they seem And I've been telling myself Not to be naive Because if all this is true Then I just want to leave You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh Been smoking daily Like maybe It'll kill the time Or at least use it as an excuse For these bloodshot eyes I knew you'd move on But damn How'd you move on so fast I can't stand the thought of you Making me your past You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh I'm fucked up I'm trippin' I'm tryna figure out What the hell life's supposed to feel like Without you now I'm confused I can't focus You invade every thought You said you'd never leave What the fuck You just forgot? And all I want is Your honest answer Was it ever really love? Why wasn't I good enough? How are you with someone new When you said I was the one? But, I don't want to hear you're happy I don't want to know where you live I don't want to know why you left I just want to get through this I don't want to see your friends I don't want to see your family I don't want to be reminded Of how hard it is to breathe I don't want to be reminded Of you minus me You fucked up my heart You fucked up my head You fucked with every reason I never let anyone in You fucked up my love You fucked up my trust Every single thing about you Has got me fucked up You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh You've got me fucked up Oh oh
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