[ Featuring yung van ]
God, I miss your face, and I love your taste
Yeah, got your smell all on my clothes, and I don't think I can erase
All the dreams we create, all the things that we made
Yeah, it hurts just a little bit
God, I know that it's hard to fix
Why are you so delicate
All my friends are asking if you left me
You been acting different when you text me
I wasn't codependent when you met me
Now I find it hard to sleep when you're not next to me
All my friends are asking if you left me
You been acting different when you text me
I wasn't codependent when you met me
Now I find it hard to sleep when you're not next to me
I'm not afraid of losing myself
And that scares you that's why you said I need to get help
Getting heavy, tryna carry all of this weight
My skin is tearing, don't want to be the cause of my pain
Woah, and I always believe you when you say that was the last time
I always believe you when I know it's not the last time
I'm afraid we're heading down the wrong path
I don't like it when you say it like that
I need you here with your hand on my back
The way you touch me makes me relax
All my friends are asking if you left me
You been acting different when you text me
I wasn't codependent when you met me
Now I find it hard to sleep when you're not next to me
All my friends are asking if you left me
You been acting different when you text me
I wasn't codependent when you met me
Now I find it hard to sleep when you're not next to me
I'd have came back alive, I've have died about a thousand times
So I always try to stay in line, yeah, as long as I got you by my side
Don't follow code or the ethic
My whole life I've been neglected
But I always come back from the grave
Left you with nothing else that you could say
So don't let me feel affected, cause your love is so infectious
But I still got gas left in the tank
So I'ma take off where I left it
Driving down the 101, I see your pretty little thighs, I grab that shit for fun
You looked me right into my eyes and told me I'm the one
But I know as soon as we get home, yeah, that shit is done
So what's the point in texting and calling? All those fake tears, no, you gotta keep them falling
So keep the story going, don't let all this shit get boring know we started from the ground level, so we mourning
