Cigs Inside?

Polaroid pictures on your sheets

Decaying faces, the same routine

Calling off for the second time this week

All I ever do is sleep

All my friends are paying off their loans

I don't even wash my sheets cause

Why bother, I'll always be alone

Would you wanna come over and hang out

Pick up all the shit you left at my house

What do we even have to talk about

What do we even have to talk about

Talk about

And all my friends have moved on with their lives

I'm still calling out for cigs inside

Cigs inside

Cigs inside

In everyone's house but mine

In everyone's house but mine

Polaroid pictures on your sheets

Forgotten faces, bitter memories

Bitter memories

Bitter memories

Bitter memories