i don't give a fuck about a misfit bitch i'm not a person that i used to be trying to back the time that i’ve still could see when u call me late at night just to say love me now u hate me and u proly dont care ‘bout the things i wrote just to make u stare I remeber when we smoke under the moonlight now i smoke that shit alone trying make me right i just wanna be high and lonely with u remember the time when this feeling was truth when i watch your face when u sleep in my room now i'm cry in that bed, high and without u if I could I probably would come back from start rolling up my weed when u look at the stars and smoke together in backseat of my car but i know you'll never go back because you're too far