Joe, pick up the phone
I know you're not asleep yet
You think just because I broke up with you now you can ignore me?
Whatever, bye
I wake up stuck in the deep end
Took drugs to go back to sleepin'
I'm fucked up, I'm used to the feeling
You make me hate myself
I should've been someone else
This wasn't meant to be
But I don't wanna see you try to forget me
Throw up when you try to call me
You just bring anxiety
I'm not enough, you remind me
You're still that bitch that you used to be
You make me hate myself
I should've been someone else
This wasn't meant to be
I don't wanna see you try to forget me
Dress nice and go to a party
Have fun and meet somebody new
I'm not gonna pretend I'm an angel
Girls backstage and drugs on the table
Boys will be boys but I cry too
My life's much better without you
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