Heya Tamar February 15th (alone Forever)
The butterflies in my stomach have died
Now there's lowly caterpillars that are waiting for
the night to strike
And they've been dying to escape
The pit of my stomach's a real dark f..ckin' place
My new friends are starting to know
Why my old ones don't talk to me anymore
My ex knows why my last one's my last one
Hey, guess why?
It's 'cause my f..ckin' actions
I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
Except late at night, so maybe I'm not
I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
Except–
She went to Columbia and I went to jail
I just wanted another apple when she really
wanted Yale
And that is the problem where all of this lies
I'm emotionally unstable—crazy f..ckin' guy!
Who's gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
And in a couple years I really hope that this stops
I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
And in a couple years I really hope that this stops
