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That should have been a red flag, together weâre a mess
I mean what I say in a literal sense
Live off late night arguments and bad intent
But I canât complain, I didnât pay a cent
For what itâs worth, I would have killed myself for the attention
In all honesty youâre judged by the company kept, literally socially inept
Thatâs what Iâve learned
Weâve crossed that, I broke our trust
Can you open a window, I donât want your secondhand bad decisions
And weâre living a lie, feeling miles away
While weâre next to each other, in a bedroom
Always running behind, because weâre always up late
This place hasnât changed, it just made you
In all honesty, youâre judged, youâre judged
Like I said