John Cena Later

Biting my tongue until my mouth tastes like iron You promised you'd be there I know that you're lying 25 dollars signed off with a smile I love you, I miss you, see you in a while I think you can tell, we've hardly been speaking I'm perfectly fine lying right through my teeth Letters and phone calls don't make up for miles I hope that you're happy see you in a while Where were you at I was Tired Where were you at I'm so over this Where were you at Caught me sleeping in Where were you at Ignoring you again