I know that you're getting bored You blame your work load But it felt different before You text me like twice a week And I stare at the screen with no idea how to think Said we were soulmates and you Held my hand while we listened to Sonic Youth And I've never loved one quite like you And I'm not sure that I ever want to again I'm tired of crying Last time that it felt real Was out my window smoking cigarettes that I'd steal Now I just smoke them alone Tryna find songs that feel more like home Than you ever did I'm tired of crying I'm tired of crying