Mom Jeans. - You Only Call Me When You're Drunk

The worst part of being lonely
Is trying to fall asleep
Because you've crawled under my skin
Just like I've crawled under your sheets
You've hollowed out my insides
Made a hole inside my head
You used to be the only reason
I'd get myself out of bed
People always try to tell me
That I'm lucky ‘cause I'm free but I'm not free
You hate my friends but you're the sweetest
When your roommates are out of town

Well, now my life has took a beating
‘Cause I'm staring at your ceiling
And I'm running out of reasons to stay
My heart is in your closet
Underneath your clothes, forgotten
And I'd like to get it back some day
Get it back some day

It's 2 o'clock in the morning
And I've got a lot of stuff to read
But you can't sleep so you text me
Won't leave me be, ‘til I come to room 203
But I know how you get after midnight
It's too late to walk home, so you pull my strings
And you tell me things that, you swear
You've never told anyone but me
It's late night you call me, to tell me you're sorry
It's getting kind of hard to believe that you're sorry
‘Cause if you were sorry, you wouldn't make me think
That you love me every single fucking time

Well, now you're life has took a beating
‘Cause your other guy was cheating
And your outer shell is starting to crack
Your heart is in the closet
Tucked away but not forgotten
And you're never gonna get it back

I'm not gonna blend
Be a part of your background
You said let's be friends
But I don't like how that sounds
This isn't the end
You're not my companion
So let's not pretend
That we were really something
'Cause we were never really something

Well, now our lives have took a beating
‘Cause we're staring at the ceiling
And we're running out of methods to stall
My heart is in the closet
Tucked away, for now forgotten
‘Cause I don't want it to get involved

I'm not gonna blend
Be a part of your background
You said let's be friends
But I don't like how that sounds
This isn't the end
You're not my companion
So let's not pretend
That we were really something
'Cause we were never really something