Testo di blame

I don’t know what to do when my heads in a mess I might write a little song when I'm deep in distress I might go through my phone and look at our texts I might just stare at the ceiling, and not get out of bed I don’t know what to do when my heads in a mess I might write a little song when I'm deep in distress I might go through my phone and look at our texts I might just stare at the ceiling, and not get out of bed I don’t hit up my friends 'cause I don’t wanna be rude They got their own shit that their going through So I’ll just play some music and buss a little move And it’s 4 AM I’ll just dance in my room No, wait, hold on, hold on a minute What? Hold on What did I do? No, what's going on? Nothing (The Vanishing Act) I don't know what to do anymore Might as well be dead on the floor (what the fuck, Jades?) But I’ll settle the score I'm not letting you win, that’s for sure No, nothings going on here Wait, are you sure? Yes, you can go No, no, no, c'mon you can tell me I promise nothings going on You can tell me anything, I swear No, just leave me alone You know I can't just leave you alone 'Kay, whatever I don’t know what to do when my heads in a mess I might write a little song when I'm deep in distress I might go through my phone and look at our texts I might just stare at the ceiling, and not get out of bed I don’t know what to do when my heads in a mess I might write a little song when I'm deep in distress I might go through my phone and look at our texts I might just stare at the ceiling, and not get out of bed