:(

I hate it when you are not around and the fact that you didn't call
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all

Pull on my hair while we make out on the couch
Im still lost in the fog but the medicine helps
I can’t get rid of you like a hair in my mouth
You’re the last thing i see right before i nod out
Angel dust crystal lite make you ugly inside
Tattered wings flutter shy smoking on ultra lights

I think tonight is the night
Call the suicide line
Pass out with a smile
I hope they find me in time (x6)