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(SAFA)

It's 3:30 in the morning, I'm still here

Arya please pick up the phone

Still in my camera roll

I hate that you're in my phone but

Memories keep me warm

When living it makes me cold

Missing your innocence

You loved me before I hit

And fucked me like no one else

And broke me like no one since

(Who do you love me for?)

(Who do you love me for?)

Fingertips bleeding on the beads of my rosary

Pen leaking from the holes it seeks

It'll never ever find them until, until

I forgive the things that you stole from me

I'm talking to the mic like it was you and me

We passed the time limit

But for the last time will you ride with me (Ay)

We go and we go and we go

We go and we go and we go

We going? (Ay)

Remember all the nights we would get so fucked up

And I would

And I would

And I would

Check on you til you felt good

(Who do you love me for?)

My hand glued to that Jameson

(Who do you love me for?)

You couldn't give a fuck about the pain I'm in

(Who do you love me for?)

Done a couple things wish you hadn't of

Wish you hadn't of

Now they're adding up, have you have enough?

I got the pain and regret in my chest

When I think of your sex

Or I think of your breath

And I think I'm depressed

Til I'm looking at you and the pain is the proof

And the fame is the proof of my sorrow to you

I'll keep writing these tracks and I'm writing attacks

Keep my wallet intact, you should file every tax

(Yeah)

(Who do you love me for?)

Capitalizing upon your heartbreak

Shit my T4 scream heartache

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It's 3:30 in the morning, I'm still here

No one can see me, I'm hurt please pick up the phone

I was out

I was out

Late nights in the studio baby couldn't

Pick up the phone

I'm sorry

Arya Please pick up your phone

Still worry Cus I see the pain you try to run from

But fuck the track, quit running like you've never done stuff

My shirt is soaking from there's tears but nothing can be undone

This dirty laundry can't haunt me the you wanted

Every urge said you were dangerous, should've never fought it

You think I'd spite you, steal your friends, to throw you in a coffin?

I took the bullet, and they followed from whence you shot it

And even though the scar is fresh, I'd always check upon you

Not to fuck with you or harm, but because I'm sorry

See my mistakes, I'll take responsibility for scaring

But you think I have it out, so I leave barring

Only feelings of discomfort for the hell you're far in

And shit my patience running thin, when I try to grin

I know you'll take it as a dis, don't mean to offend

Ain't nothing left but the empathy I feel

I'll give it time, Cus time is the only way it heals