Kategorie : Pop
Fucked up again, I was crying
Some hours in the A.M
I was writing notes on my phone
"Always keep raw thoughts close
When you get fucked up and you're going back home"
Fuck it, girl, I really miss you, you were my best friend
In the hours when it falls, I try to comprehend
All the meaning in emotion, I'm emotionless
And you're sitting by the ocean
Thinking about sex, thinking about