I took a week off my phone
It didn't help much
Instead of scrolling alone chasing a head rush
I wrote things down I've been feeling pretty often
Felt like a conversation laughing with an old friend
I wish that it helped me more
Wish that I felt less
I slammed and locked my doors
Somebody break them down
Tryna make sense somehow
Spill all my guts out loud
I don't wanna say something explicit
So I'll sing about it while I'm in it
A pretty harmony to hide my demons
And all the things that keep me far from sleeping
Oh I don't wanna say something explicit
Like how I thought about who'd miss me if I meant it
Or if being 17 was how I left this in a sunset
Oh this is no sweet conversation
This is no call out for help
I'm busy healing I'm well
I can admit to myself
That I be make things way harder than they need to be
Can't believe I'm 20
I'm older than I thought I'd be
And that's on God and melodies
Singing low in the nighttime
Crying when it really feels right
This is me in the right light
Moving on from my past life
Every low has a good high
At this point I'm here for the ride
I don't wanna say something explicit
So I'll sing about it while I'm in it
A pretty harmony to hide my demons
And all the things that keep me far from sleeping
Oh I don't wanna say something explicit
Like how I thought about who'd miss me if I meant it
Or if being 17 was how I left this in a sunset
Oh this is no sweet conversation
I took a week off my phone
It didn't help much
I can still feel alone
Intrusive thoughts won't win
No they aren't permanent
So I just let them in
I don't wanna say something explicit
I'm just making sweet conversation