Backroom Talk

Backroom talk, candy on the phone
But I still feel I'm alone, is it bad at all
Feels like empty conversation
You don't like me, I'm still waiting for my turn
Reciprocate my words
Used to fuck my mind up, it hurt, you made me hate me
What's the point in love if it's ruining me daily

Caught a flight, 4 a.m.
Justify my lonely spends
My spends on you
My bread, my sleep, my head, it's stuck, repeat
You say you don't need somebody
You say you're too young, you're too excited
Baby, you wrong, trust me, I got it, I got it

I swear, I swear, I swear
I swear, I swear, I swear

Two long nights where I don't know what to think
Seem uptight, but you still wearing my ring
I'm too tired, can't come up with anything, I'm too tired
20 years ahead
Will you still be my notion then
'Cause I have trouble seeing straight
'Bout what you want, you don't explain

(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (why you gotta be cold)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (why you gotta be cold)

(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (why you gotta be cold)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (yeah, I gotta go home)
(I swear) I'll go home (why you gotta be cold)