1.

I lost your number when I got a new phone
I lost time when I moved to a new home
I lost yourself in drugs and parties
Cocaine staches with fifth of Bacardi
You lost care when I didn’t like your partner
So I cut you off like hair at the barbers
Last I heard you cut them off too
But it was too late for me to come through
I’m so sorry that they ever touched you
I’m so sorry that I lost touch too
I’m so sorry how easy it was to watch
Your puke lined mouth tellin’ me to fuck off
You were laying there crying for your partner to come home
So I life you in the bath and I left you all alone
And I Just pretended there was nothing I could do
Even though I knew he was hitting you

It’s all fucked man we were too young
Its pretty fucked how we thought it was fun

I lost your number when I got a new phone
I lost time when I got a new home
You lost yourself in drugs and party
Cocaine staches with fifth of Bacardi
You lost care when I didn’t like your partner
So I cut you off like hair at the barbers
Last I heard you cut them off too
But it was too late for me to come through

2.

Cement Floors make me think of you, or anytime the light is orange or blue
It’s been years since we’ve talked, or I borrowed your cropped tops
I still speak your name in therapy, told me don’t get attached while you fucked me
You’d say you were going to break up with your S/O, but you never did, was I your side-hoe?
Maybe it was all in my head, and your feelings were misread
I believe you never lied, but your intentions were a little quiet
But yet, I let ye get what you wanted. A subset, of outlets you exhausted
Others got upset, felt like rejects, you said we were solid
You told me I was different, part of me still thinks it's true
Maybe it was wrong to abandon you
But you’ll always be a part of me
As long as I’m addicted to nicotine
Right now my hair is blue
Like a version of you I once knew
I see your face in songs sometimes
Hear your voice whisperin’ specific lines

3.

Of verses to write this one really was the hardest
Even though on a map you are the farthest
I can feel your presence still embedded in my bones
Emptied out the marrow made that shit your home
Cuz your life was hard doesn’t mean you can be a dick
And you should’ve been more grateful for us dealing with it
You should try perspectives that are other than your own
An stop using psych terms with meanings you don’t know
I should’ve stood my ground when you told me I was wrong
But when you're 16 it’s hard to be that strong
When you were mean to me I would take it as my fault
I was the child and you were the adult, and
It’s all fucked though we were too young
Its pretty fucked how we thought it was fun
It’s all fucked though there’s no guideline
But it's pretty fucked that you thought it was fine
But then I tried to mimic you to feel like I was smart
Hoping you would see my worth, appreciate my art
then you started to hate the version of you that I copied
And I felt like I’d given up a part of my autonomy
To become the kind of person that you would respect
But everything I stood for you would always reject
Of verses to write this one was the hardest
But honestly I'm happier now that it’s done