Jocelyn Flores

I know you so well, so well

I mean, I can do anything that he can

I've been pretty

I know you're somewhere, somewhere

I've been trapped in my mind, girl, just holdin' on

I don't wanna pretend we're somethin', we're nothin'

I've been stuck thinkin' 'bout her, I can't hold on

I'm in pain, wanna put ten shots in my brain

I've been trippin' 'bout some things, can't change

Suicidal, same time I'm tame

Picture this, in bed, get a phone call

Girl that you fucked with killed herself

That was this summer and nobody helped

And ever since then, man, I hate myself

Wanna fuckin' end it, pessimistic

All wanna see me with no pot to piss in

But **** been excited 'bout the grave I'm diggin'

Havin' conversations 'bout my haste decisions, fuckin' sickenin'

At the same time, memories surface through the grapevine

'Bout my uncle playin' with a slip knot

Post-traumatic stress got me fucked up

Been fucked up since the couple months they had a **** locked up

I'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on

And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb

I'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on

And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb

I know you so well, I know you well

I mean, I can do anything, I do, he can

I've been pretty

I know you so well