[Thomas Reid:]
I don't know how to get you back
But I'm, I'm still trying
I know you'll never kiss me back
So I'm, I'm still crying to the thought of you
The thought of you
The thought of you

[cøzybøy:]
Yeah
I don't know how to get you back
And I know that you never wanna kiss me back
So I guess that I gotta be okay with that
I don't know how I'm gonna be okay with that, and I
I remember we use to have on days in my bed watchin' Breaking Bad
Talk late to your face while I hold your hand
But now when I call you won't call me back
So

I'll tell the stories to my friends
And they'll tell me to get over it
Try to get over it, but
I can never make amends so
I don't think I'll get over it
I'ma have to call it quits, yeah

[Thomas Reid:]
I don't know how to get you back
But I'm, I'm still trying
I know you'll never kiss me back
So I'm, I'm still crying to the thought of you
The thought of you
The thought of you

[Jomie:]
I fell in love with the enemy
Knife in my back is my want and my destiny
End of the rope we all get here eventually
How can you vanish like you were right next to me?
Better alone, I need someone to love
I could still think of the smell of your hugs and your belly rubs
These memories suck, keep all my sweaters and all the above, oh yeah
I don't give a fuck, oh yeah
Don't hold in my breath, oh yeah
For healing my chest, you are the reason that I am a wreck, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, y-yeah
So

[cøzybøy:]
I'll tell the stories to my friends
And they'll tell me to get over it
Try to get over it, but
I can never make amends so
I don't think I'll get over it
I'ma have to call it quits, yeah

[Thomas Reid:]
The thought of you
The thought of you