It’s not your fault that you make me feel like i wanna go home
Don’t hate me for not hanging like i used to

I’m just a little fucked up right now and i don’t know why
You can come over but i won’t go outside

I wish i knew what was wrong with me
I got everything i wanted but it’s still not enough
Did you hear me? did i repeat myself too much
I didn’t mean to interrupt, i just get anxious when i don’t talk for too long

I know that i talk too much
Next time i won’t show up i’ll just stay home

So keep your distance
Give me some space
I’ll see you next week, if i don’t turn off my phone
Next year
You’re gonna see me smilе
No cap, that’s all facts, but right now i really need to go home