Stop!

Emotional incompetence created this mess
You texted me again and again and again
(Oh stop texting him baby)
Just get a grip, or you slip
And you lose yourself again and again and again
You're fucking boys just for the thrill of it
Don't tell me that you love me
I'm so sick of it

Just Stop
Just Stop
Why won't you just stay at home
My bed is fine when I'm alone
Take your pills, watch the news
Get caught in other peoples fool
That's on you
It's a shame just what we could have been
If you listened to me when I said
Just Stop
Just Stop



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Writer(s): Quentin Anderson
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