Old School Heartbreak

I wanna be sad on my own terms I wanna hand pick how I get hurt I know it's not real but are you sure It's getting too hot not to get burnt I been feeling like i'm holding my hand on a stove I been really losing sleep and all my self control Could you take me back to the good old bad days Cause all I want Is an old school heartbreak I may never be your friend But I'll love you til the end I'm just sick of pretend and all the words that I meant sleeping next to windows that look in your room I know you're not around late in the afternoon but I hate that you can see what I've been going through and I hate that you can feel me feel you watching you if its ok i'll blow you kisses all the way from california though I don't know if they'll make it on time I miss waiting patiently to wake up with you next to me can't keep missing you on screen late at night