tip of my tongue

Yeah, they're long gone
Those lyrics you wrote on my back from
Our song
Now Saturday night don't feel so special

I can't speak, words on the tip of my tongue
Every little drop at once, talk this out
I don't wanna sit in my tears
You're the one I've been with for years

I'm still kind of in an asylum
I don't want you here with me
Both ways, it's a closed case
You won't find what you had with me

W-Words on the tip of my tongue
Every little drop at once, talk this out
I don't wanna sit in my tears
You're the one I've been with for years

You're the one I've been with for years, uh
Say what you want, but I probably won't hear, uh
I just pulled a dose that I did last year
I've been busy sittin' reflecting my fears, but I'ma just accept it
Yeah, our love, uh, got a death sentence
I've been searching for some kind of incentive
But, uh, but I might regret it
Uh, oh yeah, I might regret it

Words on the tip of my tongue
Every little drop at once, talk this out
I don't wanna sit in my tears
You're the one I've been with for years

Uh, and I'm slowly tryna steer
My-My life in a danger, so I'm moving out of here
And I'm screaming out of fear, I haven't felt like this in years
I-I can't take myself serious, so I'm wishing you well
And I know I should probably use a cell phone
Maybe I was hoping you could tell
I know it wasn't me what you fell for
And I know you let go when I held on
Either way, I'm just losing sleep
And I don't know what you do to me
So I'm just wondering
And I haven't slept since Los Angeles