Not Alone

She called me when I was half asleep, she whispered softly “love me please.” I tried to talk but I just hung up. Cause I’m tired and I don’t believe in love. It’s funny how you bring me down, but I’m honestly giving up. And how you think that as I drown, I could really even give a ****, about what we have and giving you love. I met her at the corner stone, and she asked me why I made myself alone. “alone is just a phrase you said” I’m not alone i’m simply dead. It’s funny how you bring me down, but I’m honestly giving up. And how you think that as I drown, I could really even give a ****, about what we have and giving you love. She used to hold me close and we laughed over jokes, and I’m so grateful, she made some of this bearable. But through the door I’ll go. Don’t cry until it’s closed. Tears hitting floors, yield sounds that aren’t fair to make. And pretty girls like you, have hearts that aren’t fair to break.