Bloodstains

I’m just staring at my empty cans that sprawl across my floor
I’m smoking dope in empty cans I got from corner stores
There’s broken glass from broken pieces lying in my sink
I’ll wash them down with water, getting harder, ending blinks
I’ll hand with this old feeling, treat it like another friend
We’ll sit and watch some YouTube videos, we’re staying in
We’ll feed a doggo, playing, looking good with new veneer
Then end the night in covers, whisper nothings in my ear

Don’t say it’s personal
‘Cause I’m fine I can do anything
I don’t need you
I don’t need you

I’ve got bloodstains in my bathtub, I’ve got vomit on my floor
I’ve got Popov in my vomit, smell it as I leave my door
I’ve got three cans of Four Loko just to go and see your face
Going through it every weekend just to steven leave my place

It’s really just a doggo feeling shy about their teeth
I’m walking feeling fall, I might just catch a falling leaf
I’ll catch it in my mouth and I’ll refuse to tear it up
I’ll take it home and put it on my table in a cup
I notice it looks good, sitting with all this empty shit
I’ll clean up, just a little, just to show it to my friend
I’ll notice that they’re leaving, but they leave their bags unpacked
They say it’s nothing major and they promise to be back

Don’t say it’s personal
Cause I’m fine I can do anything
I don’t need you
I don’t need you

I’ve got bloodstains in my bathtub, I’ve got vomit on my floor
I’ve got Popov in my vomit, smell it as I leave my door
I’ve got three cans of Four Loko just to go and see your face
Going through it every weekend just to steven leave my place