105 Mccaul St. - Like Pacific

That should have been a red flag, together we’re a mess

I mean what I say in a literal sense

Live off late night arguments and bad intent

But I can’t complain, I didn’t pay a cent

For what its a worth, I would have killed myself for the attention

In all honesty you’re judged by the company kept, literally socially inept

That’s what I’ve learned

We’ve crossed that, I broke our trust

Can you open a window I dont want your secondhand bad decision

And we’re living a lie, feeling miles away

While we’re next to each other, in a bedroom

Always running behind, because we’re always up late

This place hasn’t changed, it just made you

In all honesty, you’re judged, you’re judged

Like I said