R.I.P. - He Was A Fractured Man?

50 Bucks in the bank
My tank is filled up to half
When Friday comes I'll be able to laugh
At the fact that I'm broke
And I don't have a reason to float
Should I sink with the boat
That I made Out of scrapes on the day that I wrote that I love you
Ah
And the silence is so loud to me
You speak but don't make sound to me
You flirt but don't make out with me
Don't take that last line literally
Forgot we can't touch physically
A year went by so vividly
Forgot that we had chemistry (But what even is chemistry?)
Struggle
You just struggle to pick up your phone
Sorry
That I keep on calling your phone
But I'm worried
Cause I know what you've done before
And I know that you don't love me anymore
More, more
Struggle
You just struggle to pick up the phone
Sorry
That I keep on calling your phone
And I'm worried
Cause I know what you've done before
And I'm scared

Written by:
Nicholas Phillips

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