can't think of reasons i should get out of bed, got used to live inside of my head, how can you even say that you care? when i know there is nobody there I'm writing about you again how could you ask me if we could stay friends? you hit me about the time that we spend, that's a message i'm too scared to send, 11 clock at night and we gonna argue through the morning, even after all this time, I'm not feeling that important, we talk through the night and you speak out of spite, you dont care how i feel with the words that i write, its a hundred thousand degrees and my world is still freezing, you tell me to chill out, now you're talking about of reason, yeah, we're both out of time, don't you act like you know me, you don't like what you see, I can't get back with the old me