Selfish
Rest on me, rest on me
I feel your heavy heart
I don't sleep, stay awake
Counting every scar
Each unique, each it's own
Like a set of stars
I see heaven, I see hell
When you're close and far
I see everything you tell
In the way you are
I see every way you dwell
Over every part
Just like a dream
You know these things really are
As they seem
And I been feeling like I've fallen between
And I be feeling like you fall out of reach
Yeah, so what am I to do?
You're sitting in my window
Think that I'm boring you
Look at me different now
That I got more than you
Your face it changed a lot
And I don't know what to do
Crazy how you still think of me as selfish
Even when I let it all out
Fighting at your mom's house
Got me feeling helpless
I know how I sound
Worst come to worst
And I'll see the door
Worst come to worst
Now you're on the floor
Fight for an hour then fuck me some more
Fight for an hour then fuck me
I'm counting days
I'm counting nights like 1, 2, 3
I don't know how to save a life
I'm not Joe King
You wish I could spend the night
Like we're children
But we are not
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
I feel your heavy heart
I don't sleep, stay awake
Counting every scar
Each unique, each it's own
Like a set of stars
I see heaven, I see hell
When you're close and far
I see everything you tell
In the way you are
I see every way you dwell
Over every part
Just like a dream
You know these things really are
As they seem
And I been feeling like I've fallen between
And I be feeling like you fall out of reach
Yeah, so what am I to do?
You're sitting in my window
Think that I'm boring you
Look at me different now
That I got more than you
Your face it changed a lot
And I don't know what to do
Crazy how you still think of me as selfish
Even when I let it all out
Fighting at your mom's house
Got me feeling helpless
I know how I sound
Worst come to worst
And I'll see the door
Worst come to worst
Now you're on the floor
Fight for an hour then fuck me some more
Fight for an hour then fuck me
I'm counting days
I'm counting nights like 1, 2, 3
I don't know how to save a life
I'm not Joe King
You wish I could spend the night
Like we're children
But we are not
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Schandy, Milo Orchis
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