Buried in My Texts

Not really keeping track of what we were, no
Chalk it up to what I'm used to, hey
Sleeping steady till nostalgia hammers at my door
Breaking peace for old conclusions

Ooh, I find it so intrusive
How you go and do this
Fuck around my feelings
You say that you can't choose me
You don't want to lose me
Why you fucking leaving?

Buried somewhere in my texts
There's a story that you sent
Telling me how you feel empty all alone up in your bed
Back when we could still pretend
We had something worth the end
Now I'm bouncing back from relapses to deep dive in my head

I'm good at playing distance off of split decisions
To think you were somebody else
Like I could spot the difference
Billing premonitions, built from fake commitments
Catch a couple late trains to go get my commission

Ooh, I find it such a nuisance
How you go and do this
Fool me into feeling
You don't get to make a move
After what you put me through
Just to keep yourself from dealing
(I know that you feel it)
(Hey, I know that you feel it, baby)

You say you've made up your mind
That it's sealed and it's signed
Yet here sit all the pieces of a peace you designed
Deceived by the signs
I simply cannot decide
If each of the leads were just a means for a lie
(I know that you feel it)

Buried somewhere in my texts
There's a story that you sent
Telling me how you feel empty all alone up in your bed
Back when we could still pretend
We had something worth the end
Now I'm bouncing back from relapses to deep dive in my head

Deep diving in my head
Deep diving
Deep deep diving
In my head