Hey Ben, it's, it's, [redacted]
I'm sorry for calling you this late, I, I just didn't know who else to call and
I just really wanna talk to you and I miss you
And I wanna see you but I know you don't wanna see me, and I shouldn't be calling you I know
Oh
Locked in the bathroom, away from the party, that noise tears you
From yourself, tryna grab a moment of silence, broke down and cried on
My shoulder, you told me, that you can't trust nobody, that you just want somebody Who's gonna hold you tight
Going down a list of all of your regrets
Girl I Know you got a man, and you said that he's the best
So why you sitting on my lap, sobbing in my chest
Running fingers through my hair, letting go of what's suppressed
When it rains, it'll pour
(That's true, that's true)
Now you're looking for closure
(What's through, is through)
Pills in your backpack, said they for depression,
Blocked on snapchat, only cuz he told you, now you wanna add back
You let him, control you
I'm not the one to hold you
I'm done with, this toxic
Relationship bullshit
Still I be the one you calling on late nights
The one who lives inside, your sub-conscience mind
When you're drunk and all alone, you hit me on FaceTime
He calls to say goodnight, but you just press decline
Kinda f*cked up how you doing this
If you so burnt go through with it
Always running back and forth, cuz you scared to be alone, girl it's just foolishness
I used to be just like you
I wrote this song about you
I made my own decision
Promise I'll be fine without you
When it rains, it'll pour
(That's true, that's true)
Now you're looking for closure
(What's through, is through)
When it rains, it'll pour
(That's true, that's true)
Now you're looking for closure
(What's through, is through, it's through)
I'm, I'm just really sorry, and I really
I should go, I'm sorry, I should go
Bye