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von Arden Jones

I wake up sick
It′s so blurry on my phone
Lost my shit
Wallet empty as my home
Make up reasons
I should be on my own
Message at the tone
Leave a message at the

I throw my fit
I ain't talkin′ 'bout no clothes
Rock star shit
Is the lifestyle I chose
I broke my wrist
How it happened, I don't know
Happened, I don′t know


But I don′t need no one to
Cry on
Take my own time to right
My wrongs
I know I'm the one they got their
Eyes on
But I don′t wanna let these
Bygones be bygones

Wait
Fuck
Always comin' home late
I make you
Stay
Up

Always findin′ new ways
That I can
Break
Trust
I know they do too
Put my fingers up in a 'W′
'Cause I know I'm never gon′ lose


I′m done with
Fake
Love
Hope you know what I mean
I'm done with
Break
Ups

Friends turn to a fiend
I gotta
Make
Cuts
I know they do too
Put my fingers up in a ′W'
′Cause I know I'm never gon′ lose bitch

Cry on
Take my own time to right
My wrongs
I know I'm the one they got their
Eyes on
But I don't wanna let these
Bygones be bygones

Got my hands full
I don′t wanna make you
An example
I know I′m the one they got their
Eyes on
But I don't wanna let these
Bygones be bygones