Perry Bancs
Good at Pretending
Didn’t know you like I thought I did
Wish I never let you in
Wish I didn’t say all that
Time to take you off the pedestal just for you to text me back
I'm sinking deeper, I'm seeing clearer
Been stressing out, all I think about is
Pointing the fingers at whats in the mirror
I, I got a lot to figure out
Who knew I’d wind up broken hearted with my feelings hurt
Who knew I'd end up just a random guy that you ignore
I barely knew you yet I made you into something more
Maybe I got what I deserve
I'm just so good at pretending
I keep a journal full with might of beens
Never in the presеnt tense
Love to lеt it hurt like this
Maybe I should just be celibate
Take a bunch of sedatives just for the hell of it