Fuck
Blood on all the walls
It's clear you don't care at all
Don't pick up my fucking call
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
All the time
All the time
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
Blood on all the walls
It's clear you don't care at all
Don't pick up my fucking call
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
All the time
All the time
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
Going round and round my thoughts they never fucking stopping
Tryna make all my songs better but its hard to top it
The pressure building up
My stress my head is filling up
With thoughts and lies
The lows and highs
I'm just losing my grip
Sorry I've been a prick
My headache strong think I'm sick
Nobody gives a shit
It's getting cold, my feelings hurt I need my cardigan
I just say how I'm feeling and she said "don't start again"
(Haha)
Blood on all the walls
It's clear you don't care at all
Don't pick up my fucking call
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
All the time
All the time
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
Blood on all the walls
It's clear you don't care at all
Don't pick up my fucking call
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time
All the time
All the time
She tell me I'm a prick yeah all the time