the idea of you

I hate the thought that I have lost you And I'm well aware it was just the idea of you But my damaged pride cannot afford to lose And my panicked mind cannot take this abuse I'm still in love With the thought that someone's mine You filled that hole inside for a time So stay We don't have any plans for a while Lay Lay your heavy frown on my smile When you're out of options And I'm down on my luck You hit me up at 3 am to Fucking tell my 'bout my problems When I'm well aware of every one them But this toxic form of love is what we love I've had enough of hating myself for you Worse yet, you meant something to me Stay We don't have any place to be Lay Lay here with me