Somehow  pieces ended up everywhere
I can't believe already true damned thing
Used to think it were last night but all that's washed
I remember when time felt like it was stopped
How many times until we talk
And throwing plates into the bar
I'm losing count
You're losing count
Can never find no words to say
You're not the one can walk away
You're still about
I'm still about
Fake of you
They don't know what cause them stop to you
Find that pit everytime
Reap your shit,I'll be filthy rich
And spend it all on you
You call my number
You call my number
Somehow  pieces ended up everywhere
I can't believe already true damned thing
Used to think it were last night but all that's washed
I remember when time felt like it was stopped
How many times until we talk
And throwing plates into the bar
I'm losing count
You're losing count
Can never find no words to say
You're not the one can walk away
You're still about
I'm still about
Fake of you
They don't know what cause them stop to you
Find that pit everytime
Reap your shit
I'll be filthy rich
And spend it all on you
You call my number
You call my number