insomnia

She wish I was good at being something I'm not

I waste all my time, I think I wish it would stop

She wake up at ten and then she put on her makeup

And I still go to bed and hope that I never wake up

My ex just hit me up to tell me I'm still an asshole

I'm worried 'bout the future, but I'm stuck on the past though

I'm looking at my phone and I been talking for too long

And you thought that you knew me, you knew wrong

And I think it's my insomnia

I could write a book on everything that's wrong with you

And I figured out that ain't nobody solid, uh

It started adding up, I think that I'm the problem, uh

And I think it's my insomnia

I could write a book on everything that's wrong with you

And I figured out that ain't nobody solid, uh

It started adding up, I think that I'm the problem, uh

Can you feel it coursing through your veins just like it's venom?

Toxic poison, it's keeping me alive, but I feel dead inside

And every night I stay up thinking how you fucked me up

And every toss and turn, how do you haunt my every move?

And I need you out my head

So, I finally go to bed

And I think it's my insomnia

I could write a book on everything that's wrong with you

And I figured out that ain't nobody solid, uh

It started adding up, I think that I'm the problem, uh

And I think it's my insomnia

I could write a book on everything that's wrong with you

And I figured out that ain't nobody solid, uh

It started adding up, I think that I'm the problem, uh