My broken brain is seeping from the back of my head

I went and bled all over your space grey sofa bed

Full throttle, I can see it in your eyes

You’ve got this plastic smile baby, can see right through your lies

Thought that maybe someday, you’d come fly with me

Now you’re just not the one, the one I wanna see

Stop calling me on the phone

Got twelve missed calls at home

Not your toy when you feel alone

You’re not gonna get me to go

You’ve got petroleum breath

Set fire to my lungs am I crumbling yеt