Yeah, I know you see on my socials that I'm a mess, girl You know I'm hiding my sorrow you're not impressed, girl Cause I need therapy, the thought of that's embarrassing Somebody helping me with losing you cause you're my ex, girl At this point euphoria's foreign the vibe is staying low And I could watch Euphoria thinking how it's your favorite show And how you used to talk about people that you would barely know And how you never offered me closure inside my parents home Now I don't wanna think and drink or shrink it down and minimize The feelings that you made me feel when you were tryna sever ties How you would take a chop and get upset and fight at dinnertime Girl you're the whole reason I refuse to finish Clementine Some people think I write stories and everything is fake But I see demons in people and meet them face to face I heard they want part two's to the shit I locked away Yall getting this one cause the demon finally called today