tip of my tongue

Yeah, they're long gone Those lyrics you wrote on my back from Our song Now Saturday night don't feel so special I can't speak, words on the tip of my tongue Every little drop at once, talk this out I don't wanna sit in my tears You're the one I've been with for years I'm still kind of in an asylum I don't want you here with me Both ways, it's a closed case You won't find what you had with me W-Words on the tip of my tongue Every little drop at once, talk this out I don't wanna sit in my tears You're the one I've been with for years You're the one I've been with for years, uh Say what you want, but I probably won't hear, uh I just pulled a dose that I did last year I've been busy sittin' reflecting my fears, but I'ma just accept it Yeah, our love, uh, got a death sentence I've been searching for some kind of incentive But, uh, but I might regret it Uh, oh yeah, I might regret it Words on the tip of my tongue Every little drop at once, talk this out I don't wanna sit in my tears You're the one I've been with for years Uh, and I'm slowly tryna steer My-My life in a danger, so I'm moving out of here And I'm screaming out of fear, I haven't felt like this in years I-I can't take myself serious, so I'm wishing you well And I know I should probably use a cell phone Maybe I was hoping you could tell I know it wasn't me what you fell for And I know you let go when I held on Either way, I'm just losing sleep And I don't know what you do to me So I'm just wondering And I haven't slept since Los Angeles