Heart break hangout
In a frantic scurry to waste my time
I find a girl
I hit her line
Just so I can think I’m fine
I hang with 4s and yearn for 9s
I wouldn’t be so desperate and stressed
If you would just answer my text
It’s you I want there’s no one else
But I’ll fill that void to distract my self
I’ll have the talks
I’ll walk the walks
I’ll do this while it’s you I stalk
I’ll have some girl thinking she matters
When really I’d rather take the latter
I sit around frustrated
Self inflicted and guilted
A boiling pain
Like a plant that’s wilted
I’m losing life but I feel secure
I’m happy but I’m so unsure
Of what you want and what I’ll get
If I’ve wasted enough of my time yet














