why do i still call knowing you won't ever answer  (Prod.eel.)
Overheating due to thoughts overloading my brain
No reason to try knowing it'll end with pain
Anyway, no one ever listens to anything i say
Followed by embarrassment, always wearing shame
Things i can't contain, i gotta learn to shut up
I've figured out that no one really gives a ****
I ask myself about why you don't pick up your phone
But i know it's cause he's in your sheets at home
Things i think about when i'm alone
She was once mine but now she's something i no longer own
Something i no longer own
I'd rather not know about all the things you do
Keep all that **** between just him and you
I'd rather not know about all the things you do
Keep all that **** between just him and you
Woah
Woah
How could i pick up the phone
Slo mo
My vision started to go
And i wait
And i pray
For the panic to just go away
But it stays
And it clings
To the walls in the body of me