Be Me

Want your drama bitch
Don't talk unless it's commas bitch
I know you see I'm on to this
I'm 'bout to fucking pawn a bitch
I've been drinking way to much
Wake up, throw up, then adjust

Goin' through this faze to pass time
Gone through this faze in a past life
Feels like I'm runnin' from the past time
You used to wear clothes to match mine
White powder on your nose to match mine
New Prada on your toes to match mine
Told you baby I don't wanna go but I have to go
Can't call this my own
I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Loved you and you sent me home
Woah
I don't wanna die alone
Demons I am hiding from
Take until I'm feeling numb

I gave you my world
But to you that's not very much
Your parents got money so you got whatever you wanted from them
But I can not offer you more than my touch
All of your demons attack me
They call me a bastard and tell me that I'm not so worthy of you
Maybe I'm not so worthy of you
Or maybe I'm worthless but still i been searching for truth
Still I've been searching for you
Maybe I'm worth it to you
All of the pain and the years we might wait
But just know that I did this for you
Just know that I did this to her
All of my ex's got a song like you do
I might be wrong
But I hope that I'm not cuz I'm writing this song in my bed with these tears on my face
I gave up trying when you came at face
Called me a liar and said all I want is attention from women when I just need space
You're used to dudes who always give chase
Not used to one who is good on his own
Not used to one who wont chase any bones
I may not pick up my phone just know that you're never alone
We can get carried away it's okay I mean really
When can a person become someones home
Because everywhere I go on my own
I don't feel at home
Until I'm back in your arms, in your car, in your heart
I won't forget who you are
But I can't forget what you've done
I can't escape what you said
It's racing around like a car in my head
You got your love but I got no way to silence the dead
And if I don't make it in time then I always have death
I'll call on the reaper when I don't got anything left
Hold onto my drink while I take this last drag
And I pray to my self like God please lift my head

Goin' through this faze to pass time
Gone through this faze in a past life
Feels like I'm runnin' from the past time
You used to wear clothes to match mine
White powder on your nose to match mine
New Prada on your toes to match mine
Told you baby I don't wanna go but I have to go
Can't call this my own
I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Loved you and you sent me home
Woah
I don't wanna die alone
Demons I am hiding from
Take until I'm feeling numb

Want your drama bitch
Don't talk unless it's commas bitch
I know you see I'm on to this
I'm 'bout to fucking pawn a bitch
I've been drinking way to much
Wake up, throw up, then adjust
I've been drinking way to much
Wake up, throw up, then adjust
Want your drama bitch
Don't talk unless it's commas bitch
I know you see I'm on to this
I'm 'bout to fucking pawn a bitch
I've been drinking way to much
Wake up, throw up, then adjust
I've been drinking way to much
Wake up, throw up, then adjust



Credits
Writer(s): Elias Brockway
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