I'm havin' trouble sleepin', I wish we never happened

But I still feel like I'm dreamin', the caffeine of my feelings, uh

I'm havin' trouble sleepin', I wish we never happened

But I'm dreamin', the caffeine of my feelings, uh

I'm havin' trouble sleepin', I wish we never happened

The weed in my lungs, and I'm havin' trouble breathing

Smoker's cough, blowin' out the window, like it's Microsoft

Will this take the pressure off?

Not really, 'cause I don't wanna

But I know I'm gonna feel like I'm a motherfuckin' piñata, yeah

After you beat me, gotta me feelin' a little like a—

Wakin' up, forget she's gone

Try to say, "Good morning", but I'm dead and I'm stuck

What you cunts mean? I know you don't give a fuck

See it in my dreams, please, tell me what's real

My mum said I look pale, feel myself floatin'

Smoke in my lungs, and I feel like Steven Yeun

But I'm walkin' dead, so grab my head

But I feel dread, my feelings locked in

I can't feel a thing, my feelings be feelin' against my will

Someone please tell me if this shit's real

I'm startin' to get the chills

I'm havin' trouble sleepin'

Weed in my lungs, now I'm havin' trouble breathin'

It's caffeine of my feelings

I'm havin' trouble sleepin'

I'm havin' trouble sleepin'

It's weed in my lungs, now I'm havin' trouble breathin'

It's caffeine of my feelings

Feelings be feelin' against my will

Someone tell me if this shit's real

Startin' to give me the chills, my head spinnin'

I'm light-headed, I feel dead

Lock myself in the room, with no keys

Lock myself in the room, with no ideas

Tryna play me like I got no idea

But I don't forgive, I don't forget

I don't repent, I don't give in

I do not care about you

So why I keep thinkin' 'bout you?

What am I gonna fuckin' do? Ayy, ayy

Feelings be feelin' against my will

I cannot tell what is real

Startin' to get the chills, yeah

Yeah, my head is spin—, oh

Lock myself in a room, with no keys

Lock myself in a room, with no ideas

Tryna play me like I got no ideas

But I don't forgive, I don't forget

I don't repent, I don't give in

I do not care about you

So why I keep thinkin' 'bout you?

So why I keep thinkin' 'bout you?

So why I keep thinkin' 'bout—

Please, please

Fuck another dude with me tatted on your hand

Slept that night thinkin' that I was your man

But shit, in your head, I guess you had another plan

I mean, when I first met you, you were different

Different in the way you let fuck in you

You think I fuck with you?

Maybe if you didn't—

This dick ain't free, so go hunt some other meat, yeah

Get ChatGPT to write your fuckin' apology

That's a new low, fuckin' new bitches, that's another load

Can't get with a new bitch and fuck with other hoes