I wonder if you’re hearing me
When I’m talking close to you
Do you even know what’s hurting me
‘Cause I don’t know what to do
You be out with your friends
Rolling in your Benz
Looking for something on the side
I’ll be deep in my bed
Holding my own hands
Trying to work this out
I only get to keep fractures of you
I only get to see pieces of you
I’m only with an old picture of you, of you
Rolling in the sheets I got from you
Holding back the feels I have with you
Wasted from the old memories of you, of you
But we don’t know how we got here
Fractures of
I wonder if you still like me as much I like you
Do you really wan’t the best for me
Even if it’s not with you
‘Cause you went out with your friends
Trying to pretend
That I am silly, ride or die
Wonder if you would hang, ride to the end
If I did this to you
I only get to keep fractures of you
I only get to see pieces of you
I’m only with an old picture of you
Rolling in the sheets I got from you
Holding back the feels I have with you
Wasted from the old memories of you, of you
But we don’t know how we got here
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