
i don’t want it
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Lyrics
Hook
I can't sleep, phone still lit
You in my head, I don't want it
Late night, I still miss it
Tell me you still with it
Verse 1
Woke up, lights low, still high
Thinking 'bout the way you used to reply
Now it's just me and the beat
Trying not to text, but I still might
Verse 2
Money in the pocket, heart still broke
I don't even know what I'm chasing no more
You said you needed space
Now I got all this room and I still feel alone
Hook
I can't sleep, phone still lit
You in my head, I don't want it
Late night, I still miss it
Tell me you still with it
Breakdown
So this is where it lands
My whole chest in my hands
You don't call, you don't care
I'm a ghost in my own chair
(So this is where it lands)
(My whole chest in my hands)
(You don't call, you don't care)
(I'm a ghost in my own chair)
Drop
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Verse 3
Smashed the screen on the wall
Now I'm screaming down the hall
Every word that you said
Runs a loop inside my head
(Smashed the screen on the wall)
(Now I'm screaming down the hall)
(Every word that you said)
(Runs a loop inside my head)
Verse 4
Bones are rattling loose
I got nothing left to lose
Tore the posters off the frame
Still I'm calling out your name
(Bones are rattling loose)
(I got nothing left to lose)
(Tore the posters off the frame)
(Still I'm calling out your name)
Bridge
I don't want it, I don't want it
I don't want it, I don't want it
I don't want it, I don't want it
I don't want it, I don't want it
Drop
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Verse 5
Two a m and I'm still up
Punching holes in my own luck
You moved on, I moved out
Same damn room, different doubt
(Two a m and I'm still up)
(Punching holes in my own luck)
(You moved on, I moved out)
(Same damn room, different doubt)
Verse 6
Tell me how to kill a sound
That keeps turning back around
Every heartbeat is a snare
Every breath is empty air
(Tell me how to kill a sound)
(That keeps turning back around)
(Every heartbeat is a snare)
(Every breath is empty air)
Breakdown
So this is where it lands
My whole chest in my hands
You don't call, you don't care
I'm a ghost in my own chair
(So this is where it lands)
(My whole chest in my hands)
(You don't call, you don't care)
(I'm a ghost in my own chair)
Drop
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Outro
I can't sleep, phone still lit
(Phone still lit)
I can't sleep, phone still lit
(Phone still lit)
Gone gone gone
Gone gone
Gone
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