Good For Nothing

Weed rolled up in old smoke papers
Kisses that we saved for later
Light the smoke in your lips and
Pass it back to me with no hands
Small smiles right before we kiss and
Right after, goddamn I miss them
Way your pimples felt in my hands
Way you love me even though

Even though I'm not good for nothing
I'm not really used to loving
Someone like you, or someone like this
So just tell me, where do I sit
Do I even mean much to you
If I leave you, what would you do
Would you even want me back?
You don't have to answer that

I just wish you'd share what you felt
Now you've gone and put me through hell
Think this love is kinda different
When we're done, I might just miss it
I'm a fighter, not a lover
Raised you up, you pushed me under
Now I'm drowning in these feelings
Broken beat, it's never healing

Even though I'm not good for nothing
I'm not really used to loving
Someone like you, or someone like this
So just tell me, where do I sit
Do I even mean much to you
If I leave you, what would you do
Would you even want me back?
You don't have to answer that
But you know, I want you
No one else, I'm on to
Tell me that you feel this
Tell me I'm not tripping
Maybe it's the drugs that I'm taking, no
Maybe it's the way that I'm falling, slow
Maybe it's the fact that you're so gorgeous
Maybe it's a fact that I deserve this