歌詞

Hey, it's me I feel like shit on my own Listen I'm sorry, I blew up your phone Are you free next week I'm hella alone Was it me, was it you Was there some kind of undertone I hate this conversation So high on disbelief You're running low of patience Maybe it's really me (really me) Guess I don't get the message Never thought I'd get this low, low, low, low, low Always made fun of people Who act the way I do You'll say it's so pathetic Until it gets to you I know I've learned my lesson Never thought I'd act this low, low, low, low Hey, it's me I feel like shit on my own Listen I'm sorry, I blew up your phone Are you free next week I'm hella alone Was it me, was it you Was there some kind of undertone Just say the word and I'm gone It's been four long years It's time to move on Oh, I know I suck at letting this go Was it me, was it you? Was there some kind of undertone? There are all these other people that I can meet But you're turning all the lights off and I can't see Don't leave me hanging on a thread 'cause it's breaking me I think it's time to leave I think it's time to leave Will I get the message I'm so so obsessed I know I've learnt my lesson Lesson Hey, it's me I feel like shit on my own Listen I'm sorry I blew up your phone Are you free next week I'm hella alone Was it me, was it you Was there some kind of undertone Just say the word and I'm gone It's been four long years It's time to move on Oh, I know I suck at letting things go Was it me, was it you? Was there some kind of undertone? That's pretty good
Writer(s): Christopher James Brenner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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