I sit on your iPhone screen
And you can't stand it when I'm speakin'
Smilin' through the pain
But I can't take it anymore
I know you tryin'
Workin' on your mental issues
I'm sorry I don't think that
An excuse is mental abuse
I know you tell your friends that
I'm just gonna pick you but
I know you lie because you say I miss you and

I know this girl and I swear to
God I think that she's brainless
And every time I talk, I swear to God
It makes you braindead
This conversation's killin' me
I wish that it was painless
And would you be surprised if I
Told you this bitch was famous?
If anything happened
I would take it in stride right now
'Cause I been pretty fuckin' sure
That I'ma die right now
Then I'ma get right up then
I'ma get right down
A thousand years old, the hype is dying down
I sit on your iPhone screen
And you can't stand it when I'm speakin'
I'm smilin' through the pain
But I can't take it anymore, ooh woah
Ooh woah

I've been wastin' away again
And I can't do much now
Except just make amends
And I don't miss you anymore
I just miss my bed
I really miss my friend-end-end
I've been wastin' away again
And I can't do much now
Except just make amends
And I don't miss you anymore
I just miss my bed
I really miss my friend-end-end