Coming home on a Tuesday
Tryna tell you what I’m feeling
That I’m not okay
Feeling low on a Friday
Fucked it up on a Saturday
Call you out when you’re leaving
Why can’t you stay?
Sober, trying hard to be sober
Don’t want this to be over
You held off on my sorry
3 am, I’ve had too much to drink
Led me on for a while now
But I still stay
Kinda sick of waiting
Tried my best, you put it to waste
From months to 2 years now
Got nothing more to say
Sober, trying hard to be sober
Just let this be over
(Thoughts been going in my mind, having doubts almost every night)
Done selling my sorry
Build me up, then leave me hanging
Leave another round for me now
Hoping that someday
Say I’m sorry on a Sunday Coming home on a Tuesday Tryna tell you what I’m feeling That I’m not okay Feeling low on a Friday Fucked it up on a Saturday Call you out when you’re leaving Why can’t you stay? Sober, trying hard to be sober Don’t want this to be over You held off on my sorry 3 am, I’ve had too much to drink Led me on for a while now But I still stay Kinda sick of waiting Tried my best, you put it to waste From months to 2 years now Got nothing more to say Sober, trying hard to be sober Just let this be over (Thoughts been going in my mind, having doubts almost every night) Done selling my sorry Build me up, then leave me hanging Leave another round for me now Hoping that someday Explain Request ×
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