There's this nauseous, nagging, pit
In the middle of my gut
And oh I bet you know why
You said you'd be there
But now you've gone
And walked away
Am I overreacting or not
Because I swore it was you
You'd be the one always there
Maybe I was wrong
But now I'm sitting here
With my pajamas on
Asking for your help
And none ever comes
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
There's this nauseous, nagging, pit
In the middle of my gut
And oh I bet you know why
You said you'd be there
But now you've gone
And walked away
Am I overreacting or not
Because I swore it was you
You'd be the one always there
Maybe I was wrong
But now I'm sitting here
With my pajamas on
Asking for your help
And none ever comes
