i don't give a fuck about a misfit bitch
i'm not a person that i used to be
trying to back the time that i’ve still could see
when u call me late at night just to say love me
now u hate me and u proly dont care
‘bout the things i wrote just to make u stare
I remeber when we smoke under the moonlight
now i smoke that shit alone trying make me right
i just wanna be high and lonely with u
remember the time when this feeling was truth
when i watch your face when u sleep in my room
now i'm cry in that bed, high and without u
if I could I probably would come back from start
rolling up my weed when u look at the stars
and smoke together in backseat of my car
but i know you'll never go back because you're too far
