And I should probably get out of my head
And I should probably get out of your bed
Feeling sick from the poison you fed
Feeling lost from the lies that you said
I'm antisocial I should go out more
But I don't trust you I don't fuck with whores
My concious telling me to stay inside
Call my friends on the cord every time im high
And I should probably get out of my head
And I should probably get out of your bed
Feeling sick from the poison you fed
Feeling lost from the lies that you said
I'm antisocial I should go out more
But I don't trust you I don't fuck with whores
My concious telling me to stay inside
Call my friends on the cord every time im high
And you wont find anyone like me
Your boyfriend tryna be like me
He call me a faggot on the timeline
But act just like me
I been in my bag
So nothing seems to excite me
Mix the molly with a drink
Now we party every week
Party every week
Doing everything
Haven't left my house
But I haven't slept in weeks
Antisocial I got friends but I feel like I want none
Everyone just wants some
Im only a month in
To therapy I needed help
I fucked up my mental health
I should probably go out more
But instead my feelings on the shelf
Why is it that everytime
I start to feel alive
Memories from the past come back
And haunt my dreams like every night
And I should probably get out of my head
And I should probably get out of your bed
Feeling sick from the poison you fed
Feeling lost from the lies that you said
I'm antisocial I should go out more
But I don't trust you I don't fuck with whores
My concious telling me to stay inside
Call my friends on the cord every time im high
I hate you
I hate you
I wish I never dated you
I wish I never spent all my money and time on dates with you
Fucked up
Fucked up
Girl you got me fucked up
I think I might wash up
I think I might wash up
Ohhhh