Half Empty
Feeling so empty
Yeah yeah half empty
The other half is you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Lie to me baby
All of you
Nothing ever seems to sit
Right with you
Try to forget at night
And that's the truth
But it seems that I'm stuck
With these thoughts of you
Yeah I got some scary visions
Of me makin millions
Not wanting the fame
Just the cash that's coming with it
Wanna make a difference
You just wanted distance
Calling it a difference
Of opinions, yeah!
Bad guy
Your name for me
This a fucking
Tragedy
Here's the truth
And honestly
Me and you
A travesty
Take me to the moon
I'm high as fuck
If I'm talking truthfully
Can't lay awake
(Oh no)
Can't stay awake
(Oh oh)
Lay me to rest
With my ignorance and bliss
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Yeah yeah half empty
The other half is you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Lie to me baby
All of you
Nothing ever seems to sit
Right with you
Try to forget at night
And that's the truth
But it seems that I'm stuck
With these thoughts of you
Yeah I got some scary visions
Of me makin millions
Not wanting the fame
Just the cash that's coming with it
Wanna make a difference
You just wanted distance
Calling it a difference
Of opinions, yeah!
Bad guy
Your name for me
This a fucking
Tragedy
Here's the truth
And honestly
Me and you
A travesty
Take me to the moon
I'm high as fuck
If I'm talking truthfully
Can't lay awake
(Oh no)
Can't stay awake
(Oh oh)
Lay me to rest
With my ignorance and bliss
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Got a sin up in my left hand
Cigarettes too
Bottle's half empty soon
As I talk to you
You tell me to quit
So you know what imma do
It's so fucking hard to lie to you
Credits
Writer(s): Leif Copley
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