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