Lyrics: Tiffany Yang
Music: Antonio Cuna
Don't know what I'm running from
I guess just from the way that it feels
Made new friends on the internet
I don't feel like anything is real
Said I'm not ever doing that (Doing that)
Told my friends it wasn't my style (Ooh)
Don't even know where I got this shit
But now it's in my lungs, I'm a liar
Thought I'd feel better, but I feel worse
So I cannot move
Threw all of my feelings in a bag
In the backseat of somebody's car
I don't know how I got here, I waited so long for this
Every time that I tell the truth
He only gets angrier at me
So I turned off my phone
And I left a note inside the box of his things
I wanted my friends to go slamming every door within my perimeter
Dark clocking on at work
Don't know why I'm still drinking poison 'cause I thought
Thought I'd feel better, but I feel worse
So I cannot move
Threw all of my feelings in a bag
In the backseat of somebody's car
And I thought
I thought I'd feel better, but I feel worse
So I cannot move
Threw all of my feelings in a bag
In the backseat of somebody's car
I don't know how I got here, I waited so long for this