Now I'm alone I finally see straight. You're calling my phone now that I called your bluff been filling my lungs so I can feel sane, but even the smoke starting to feel too rough

I'm ignoring my conscience, been trusting the process. It's making me nauseous so we should be honest. What do you want, or are we two far gone

Now I'm alone I finally see straight. You're calling my phone now that I called your bluff, been filling my lungs so I can feel sane, but even the smoke starting to feel too rough rough

I'm ignoring my conscience, been trusting the process. It's making me nauseous so we should be honest. What do you want, or is it two far gone

2 AM phone on dnd know it's getting late

Some other plans another man said he'll see you babe. We're barely clothed you hide your phone I don't see a thing. She said I'll be there late. So I guess I'll see you babe

Pretty lies shaped by pretty eyes. I'm hypnotized. I hope you get what you want. I finally realized that cutting ties could probably save our lives. You think I care but I don't.

I guess it's finally over now. It all fell down, but it's all the same to you. Are you even happy how it all turned out you're pretty good at faking truth

Now I'm alone I finally see straight. You're calling my phone now that I called your bluff, been filling my lungs so I can feel sane, but even the smoke starting to feel too rough rough

I'm ignoring my conscience, been trusting the process. It's making me nauseous so we should be honest. What do you want, or is it two far gone

I've been saying I'm fixated on being frustrated memorized his number because girl you know that I can't shake it. I'm refraining now from falling in love and I'm trading your body now for catching a buzz.

Pretty lies shaped by pretty eyes. I'm hypnotized. I hope you get what you want. I finally realized that cutting ties could probably save our lives. You think I care but I don't.

Now I'm alone I finally see straight. You're calling my phone now that I called your bluff, been filling my lungs so I can feel sane, but even the smoke starting to feel too rough rough

I'm ignoring my conscience, been trusting the process. It's making me nauseous so we should be honest. What do you want, or is it two far gone