Digital Bullshit

You used to smile when I made dumb jokes about the way you cut your hair I wouldn’t say them now, cos it’s weird and I’m slightly self aware I really wanna try the friend thing, but you give me nothing at all I know that you’re gonna be someone, just maybe not the one one Don’t tell me who you’ve been kissing in your spare time Don’t act like we can do that and be fine I don’t wanna see you on the internet Scrolling past your photos when it’s 3am Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit I don’t give a f*ck about Italy Take another picture at The Colosseum Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit You only call in the new am but never send me messages I know you think you’re smooth, but it’s just to avoid the consequences You keep on leaving me on read, and I’m feeling kinda dead to you dead till your overseas number cameos on my phone like a friends episode and it’s my early afternoon because of different time zones Don’t tell me who you’ve been kissing in your spare time I don’t wanna see you on the internet Scrolling past your photos when it’s 3am Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit I don’t give a f*ck about Italy Take another picture at The Colosseum Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit I don’t wanna see you on the internet Scrolling past your photos when it’s 3am Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit I don’t give a f*ck about Italy Take another picture at The Colosseum Call me when you’re done I’m getting over it And all your digital bullshit