Coffee Cups

This feeling won't be felt again You tell yourself Staring at the sky, her eyes were fixed on something else Wandering down the vine Ignoring every sign She's gonna leave you in the Gutter Just like she did back then Fell asleep on top of your covers, and left when she heard from her friends But she's got your shirt Now your meds don't work and you fall headfirst So you smoke again and you Ghost your friends And they ask you why you sleep in the day time Heavy head, a stagnant mind THIS IS A BAD IDEA Same time, same place again You look over your shoulder This feelings far from over You never liked me I could tell Well listen up I'm throwing Unexpected parties Telling never ending stories It's getting late now Sun is going down This parties never over Trying to get sober I'm in my room Losing feeling Tryna get a handle on my Breathing Hanging with coffee cups and Burnt out candles Why did I ever think this was a Good idea