Trophy//Move On

Crying over you, I put my heart up in a casket
I seen better days the bad ones just feel like habit
I don’t really wanna talk I think that I’ve had it
Feinin’ over you, you would’ve thought I was an addict

I just wanna talk to you, like we used to do
But you’re not havin’ that, and baby I don’t blame you
Please come over one last time and just hold me
One more time make me feel like a trophy

Where are you now?
I don’t really know where you are but I miss you
Might misuse more drugs than I should do
If I’m being honest I feel numb to bout everything
Nicotine in my bloodstream feel like Novocaine

I’d do anything that you wanted me to do
Now I’m fucked up making songs in my fuckin’ room
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fuck up this time
I feel numb I don’t wanna move on