Bittersweet

Run away got your hands in my hair feels nice You could stay for a while Break your heart make you cry Your hand in my jeans it's not enough to believe This is real love It's not real So we play pretend You dress up Make amends And mess up my sheets So I'm screaming f*ck love Not enough Broken on the inside I've been numb Got me fucked up Gimme Drugs Sipping Something heavy cuz I can't wake up and You know that I got her number Saw it in my phone but you don't seem bothered Two more I cant move forward Stuck in the past been away for too long Your hand in my jeans it's not enough to believe This is real love It's not real Its not real It's not real love So we play pretend You dress up Make amends And mess up my sheets Mess them up messing up my sheets It's not real It's not real It's not real love It's not real It's not real It's not real love It's the little things that bring me down I lose touch you're not around It's bittersweet cuz I feel lost and all alone You make me found These memories I can't forget And you think that I'm not upset Well I don't need Your sympathy I just need peace I need somebody to just Tell me Tell me Tell me I'm fine Tell me Tell me Tell me I'm alright Tell me Tell me Tell me I'm doing fine Tell me Tell me Tell me I'm alright Your hand in my jeans it's not enough to believe This is real love It's not real It's not real It's not real love So we play pretend You dress up Make amends And mess up my sheets Mess them up messing up my sheets It's not real It's not real It's not real love It's not real It's not real It's not real love