Meet Kyle (Sanity, Pt. 2)

Let's get this fucking over with

(Instrumental)

Nobody exist on purpose.
Nobody belongs anywhere.
Everybody's gonna die.
Come watch TV.

I'm not the boy I used to be.
I don't need your guilt or sympathy.
I know some day you'll get over me
and love doesn't last an eternity.
I used to lie to myself and say it did.
Who the fuck was I attempting to kid?
I sit in my room all alone browsing
the bullshit that's on my photo
I drive on some nameless roads that take me by the abandoned home
that we said we'd make ours one day.
Fix it up and live out the rest of our days.

And you said let's just be friends.
But its hard to be platonic when we were so damn erotic
So I guess this is where it ends
and maybe that's merotic or I'm a little bit psychotic

But who cares I can't keep losing sleep
or suffer through this anxiety.
I can't keep hoping that one day
I'll be the man I always said I'd be.
I can't put my faith in god
cause I think at some point he gave up
on me.
I can't keep blowing up your phone
it just makes me feel more alone
but your comfort made me feel at home
and now I can't find the tone of voice
that made you fall in love with me.
Just this tone that makes me sound so full of apathy

And you said let's just be friends.
But it's hard to be platonic when we were so damn erotic
and I guess this is where it ends
and maybe that's merotic or I'm a little bit psychotic

I seem to be going insane
But I keep flashing a smile and hope to fool you for awhile
But I got this voice that's singing in my brain
And I think I'll call him Kyle
and put him on speed dial cause he's my only friend
(I'm- I'm really sorry. That got a little weird.)

And you said let's just be friends.
But it's hard to be platonic when we were so damn erotic
and I guess this where it ends.
And maybe that's merotic or I'm a little bit psychotic.