'll, do what you need for your comfort
I remember when I met you durin' the summer
And now you're not around wow, what a bummer
I'm here to fight against your blue
You know I'm true
I'm hanging by a thread baby and you're my glue
All this vodka got me trippin,
Calling your phone
Like I'm prone but you end it at the tone
Interrogation every time
Right before I asked you to stop
Venting on your social media
Instead of communicating
She walks on her own
Eyes locked on her phone
Passin' by people still feels alone
Kills the time by thinkin' bout things
A lot of things on her mind
Losing a lot of time
In a trance
Wishin' for another chance
But she can't
Talking in a rant
I made peace with you not being mine
And that's fine
(Oh that's fine)
I don't mind