C.Y.B ​iamjakehill

Cigarettes in her mouth she's a vixen
Black smoke in my soul heart missin'
Feel your phantom in the room is spinnin'
I don't know if I can cope with the distance

Im stuck on you I know it
Im fucked up and I show it
Now all we are is hopeless
Now all we are is hopeless

Back when I was working on my own shit
Lookin at you everyday like I damn wanna own it
Got you out them jeans I was trippin out that moment
Knew that I could give you everything you ever wanted
But let me be honest
Never gave a fuck about your feelings
I was busy being mad at you for shit you never did
And I know you don't wanna talk about it
I never said I'm sorry
I'm just trying to think about it

So far away
(from me now)
So far away
So far away
So far away