strangers take up time
but they cant take your place
since we parted ways
i don't feel the same
talking to those nobodys
but they dont make
that stupid face
i secretly love but swear that i hate
wasting my breath
and taking up space
i try to dream to stay entertained
but i'm haunted by your face
just burning away chances
and left feeling drained
all the stupid things you say
hit a lil different and are followed by a sharp pain