I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
Cuz I'm being taken over by the fear
Can't knock em out, can't walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
Just get out my face, just leave me alone,
And no you can't have my number,
"Why?"
cause I've lost my phone.
The bottom
feels so much better than the top!
So much better!