4am

I don't even know who the fuck I am anymore
I read that text 4am and my phone hit the floor
You messaged me recently
Saying you like all my music
And how your so proud of me
Like: How do you do this?
You never showed an interest before
So surely you’re not on your bullshit
Or at least so I thought

So we called for two hours
I showed you all my songs
It went good and not sour
So I assumed somethings wrong
Just tell me what the problem is
Tell me all your issues
Cause if your saying that its me

I'm guaranteeing that its just you
I was doing finе
Before you came into my lifе
Now you fucked it all up
With those you up texts at night
But I've been here before

Now its 4 am
I'm staring at my wall
I'm just laying in bed
Wishing I was dead
Cause everything you said
Stays inside my head