Texty

I keep doing that thing where I'm thinking again I got skeletons in my closet (closet) I got nightmares sleeping again I gave you my heart, you lost it (lost it) She's a girl from a small town, but we're in a big city And she's in my passenger seat right now 'Cause we live in a small world I told her, "It's all yours" But I need to know if you're down I can't help it (I can't help it) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside I keep doing that thing where I'm smoking again Too much and now I'm faded Keep tearing my heart and now it's open again Few drunk texts, now you're naked I can't help it, I can't help it I feel selfish, I feel selfish (selfish) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside (It's hard) It's been a long time since I was young And she was the first face I was looking to call mine She said it's alright, had a couple of drinks And I got issues we could fight about all night I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside I did this all for you, look what I turned into She looked dead into my eyes and she saw nothing inside I'm running low on serotonin in these empty moments I'm having trouble operating without my main component I'm running low on serotonin in these empty moments I'm having trouble operating without my main component
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Nick Long, Colson Baker, Omer Fedi, Golden Landis Von Jones, Michael Ian Olmo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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