I don't really know what you think of me anymore and it's driving me crazy
It's been three months since I moved out of LA, haven't called, do you hate me maybe?
I don't really know what you think of me anymore and it makes me really sad
Having trouble making friends in a brand new city, it sucks, really bad
I don't really understand because I thought we were cool and I thought we were friends
And I don't wanna be that guy but couldn't you have at least tried?
Didn't want to be your baby
Come on call my number maybe
I've been crying a lot lately
Do you think you can save me
Cause I don't really know if this shits working out for me
And I don't really understand because I can't quite get myself out of bed
And I don't want to be that guy but why do people always lie