Bye

I can be hard to reach Calls be the death of me Please leave me alone in peace You talk too slowly While we're Sitting in your backseat You said I make you weep Cause I am the type to leave you Just so I can succeed You sit here and call me mean Put you on the edge of me Emotions are not for free In these eternal dreams Why are you speaking Go ahead and sleep then Called me this evening But i got work in the morning Now we're sitting in your backseat And i'm forced to watch you weep Shouldn't have chosen to need me Laugh while I watch you plead Gotta leave you gotta leave Gotta leave you gotta leave Gotta leave you gotta leave Gotta leave you gotta leave Sitting in your backseat You said I am the type to leave For once we both agree