| I’m alone up on the curb at 12 AM
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| Reminiscing all the memories that we had
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| Streetlights burn bright on the busy street
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| I’m alone in the parking lot, look at me
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| All these eyes passing by but I’m invisible
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| Is there something wrong with me, am I fixable?
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| I’m a liar but I know I’m not a criminal
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| Will I be somebody? |
| This is miserable
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| I’m in my head, forgot to breathe
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| The color’s cast, red, yellow, green
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| My heart got dipped in jealousy
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| I’m desperate for good company
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| My words just bounce back off the walls
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| I got no one I wanna call
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| Doesn’t feel like I’ve got a lot
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| Just me and empty parking lots
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| I still wear the sweatshirt you forgot
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| At my house when I washed
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| You got caught, you didn’t hestitate to leave
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| Never came back, I guess that’s fine by me
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| All I’m saying is a lot of things don’t really last
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| I hope my future doesn’t look anything like my past
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| Gazing up at the clouds painted in the dark
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| Drowning in deep thought, just patterns of art
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| I’m in my head, forgot to breathe
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| The color’s cast, red, yellow, green
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| My heart got dipped in jealousy
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| I’m desperate for good company
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| My words just bounce back off the walls
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| I got no one I wanna call
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| Doesn’t feel like I’ve got a lot
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| Just me and empty parking lots
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| I’m in my head, forgot to breathe
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| The color’s cast, red, yellow, green
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| My heart got dipped in jealousy
|
| I’m desperate for good company
|
| My words just bounce back off the walls
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| I got no one I wanna call
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| Doesn’t feel like I’ve got a lot
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| Just me and empty parking lots
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| I’m in my head, forgot to breathe
|
| The color’s cast, red, yellow, green
|
| My heart got dipped in jealousy
|
| I’m desperate for good company
|
| My words just bounce back off the walls
|
| I got no one I wanna call
|
| Doesn’t feel like I’ve got a lot
|
| Just me and empty parking lots
|
| I’m in my head, forgot to breathe
|
| The color’s cast, red, yellow, green
|
| My heart got dipped in jealousy
|
| I’m desperate for good company
|
| My words just bounce back off the walls
|
| I got no one I wanna call
|
| Doesn’t feel like I’ve got a lot
|
| Just me and empty parking lots
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| I’m alone up on the curb at 12 AM |