«Heart on the sleeve»

I weave chamomile in her curls
And she knows

I wear my heart on the sleeve
Don’t you leave
Till I sleep

Oh, i wouldn’t live it down
Could you promise me one thing

Don’t pick up the phone
When i get drunk

I know her type, and it’s all like
Anyone with a dick, and it’s alright
Thought it was love at first sight
First date we fucked, all night

So we still texting sometimes
When I get drunk and I wanna talk
I still out of my mind
Feel so numb, when I get alone

Feel so numb, when I get alone
Feel so dumb, when i want more
Drunk as fuck can’t let it go
My bruh took away my cell phone