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i'm fine
by Christxphvr
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Yeah
It's Chrisy
Yo
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
You're always on my mind
And I'm just trying not to cry
This time
But you lied
So don't come and hit my line
I'm fine
Yeah
Fucking demons
I'm ripping Sabrina
And sipping tequila with no one but me, hon
You're living Leave It To Beaver and I'm just out soaring
Not catching the reruns
I'm living my life to the fullest (no)
You're drowning in bullshit
And I don't condone it
But what can I do?
I tried to help you
But you just went and ignored it
And now you're snoring
While I'm soaring
I'm not sorry for feeling like I'm sorry
'Cause I feel nothing near apologetic
Honestly your behaviour is just straight pathetic
So that's why
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
You're always on my mind
And I'm just trying not to cry
This time
But you lied
So don't come and hit my line
I'm fine
Yeah, I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Don't worry about me (no)
Don't you hit my fucking line (don't do it)
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Yeah
I'm sipping on coke from a cup
Stuck in my ways and I don't give a fuck
I'm missing your waist like your love was my drug
I'm back in the mud and I'm filling my mug
And I might need a hug
But I'm filling it up 'cause I stay gassed
Disney Land with a Fast Pass
Autobahn with a tuned Jag
Maybach with the tunes slammed
We used to slam to tunes
I miss the way the that you made me move
But I don't have time to erase the truth
You never cared about pay per view
Now it's TV with no repeat
No satellite and no green screen
No Green Day and no Green Peace
No cheese please
No foam either
No back seater
No sub tweeters
Not my idea
But I needa stop calling
No point either
And that's why
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
Yo, you're always on my mind
And I'm trying not to cry this time
But you lied
So don't you come and hit my fucking line
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Yeah, you lied
But I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I call your phone a thousand times
You can tell me that you're fine
But I know that's a lie
Every single time you cry
But I'm fine
Yeah
It's Chrisy
Yo
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
You're always on my mind
And I'm just trying not to cry
This time
But you lied
So don't come and hit my line
I'm fine
Yeah
Fucking demons
I'm ripping Sabrina
And sipping tequila with no one but me, hon
You're living Leave It To Beaver and I'm just out soaring
Not catching the reruns
I'm living my life to the fullest (no)
You're drowning in bullshit
And I don't condone it
But what can I do?
I tried to help you
But you just went and ignored it
And now you're snoring
While I'm soaring
I'm not sorry for feeling like I'm sorry
'Cause I feel nothing near apologetic
Honestly your behaviour is just straight pathetic
So that's why
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
You're always on my mind
And I'm just trying not to cry
This time
But you lied
So don't come and hit my line
I'm fine
Yeah, I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Don't worry about me (no)
Don't you hit my fucking line (don't do it)
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Yeah
I'm sipping on coke from a cup
Stuck in my ways and I don't give a fuck
I'm missing your waist like your love was my drug
I'm back in the mud and I'm filling my mug
And I might need a hug
But I'm filling it up 'cause I stay gassed
Disney Land with a Fast Pass
Autobahn with a tuned Jag
Maybach with the tunes slammed
We used to slam to tunes
I miss the way the that you made me move
But I don't have time to erase the truth
You never cared about pay per view
Now it's TV with no repeat
No satellite and no green screen
No Green Day and no Green Peace
No cheese please
No foam either
No back seater
No sub tweeters
Not my idea
But I needa stop calling
No point either
And that's why
I call your phone a thousand times
You can't say I didn't try
Yo, you're always on my mind
And I'm trying not to cry this time
But you lied
So don't you come and hit my fucking line
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
Yeah, you lied
But I'm fine
I'm fine
I'm fine
I call your phone a thousand times
You can tell me that you're fine
But I know that's a lie
Every single time you cry
But I'm fine
