FOLD

I Fucking Hate You Rares I don't wanna sit inside this room all alone Till I turn to stone Till I turn fucking numb Would you call me up If you're feeling fucking low And I don't want to fold But you're all that I want And every conversation that we have doesn't feel right I don't want to sit inside in silence cause I'm scared of my mind gonna make something of myself cause I don't sit on my hits I get lost in these melodies You love getting fucked up on the weekends There's nothing for you to do but smoke and sleep in Sat on your phone texting dumb shit Sometimes I wonder if today you'll notice me I don't wanna sit inside this room all alone Till I turn to stone Till I turn fucking numb Would you call me up If you're feeling fucking low And I don't want to fold But you're all that I want How you think she's gonna feel about this I told you She's in love with you, you know I told you Baby why you looking at me like I'm see through I get jealous for no reason like I need you I told you I don't wanna sit inside this room all alone Till I turn to stone Till I turn fucking numb Would you call me up If you're feeling fucking low And I don't want to fold But you're all that I want I don't wanna sit inside this room all alone Till I turn to stone Till I turn fucking numb Would you call me up If you're feeling fucking low And I don't want to fold But you're all that I want