Hit me harder on the comedown
“Better lover wouldn’t want you around, No.”
Muffled voice heard on the telephone
Guess it’s been a couple months now, woah
I, I, I, I’m not having any fun, no fun
And I, I, I, I, I’m not the fucking one, the one
And I won’t save your life, goodnight
God I wish I wasn’t washed out
Didn’t want to have to let you down, no
Don’t want to see you, don’t want to say it, don’t know what I’d say, yeah
Don’t want to see you, can’t explain it, my heart’s breaking, no
I, I, I, I’m not having any fun, no fun
And I, I, I, I, I’m not the fucking one, the one
And I won’t save your life, goodnight
I wanted to, I needed to, I needed to let you down
I need to, be honest to, I needed to let you down
You, I’m not listening to you
I, I, I, I’m not having any fun, no fun
And I, I, I, I, I’m not the fucking one, the one
And I will feel alive and die