I don't want me to know how i'm doing when you're gone
I don't want to go home but it's dark out and i'm tired
I don't want to think straight cause it's one of those days
How many different things do I need to get me through this phase?
I won't think anything of it
Everyone's talking about why i feel shitty
Everyone's so invested in my feelings
I don't know how many times I've read this poem
But I know you're more in my head than myself this time
And how many different things do I need to get me through this phase?
I don't want you to notice
But I won't think anything of it
I don't want you to notice
But I won't think anything of it
Everyone's talking about why I feel shitty
Everyone's so invested in my feelings
There's nothing here for you or me, I don't want to know me
I hope that I come around cause i need me