CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : ​ripped lingerie

Hours spent alone, it's my life I waste
Pictures on my phone, f**kin' on your waist
Echoes?of?your moans and?ripped lingerie
Seems to fill this space?and this space that we had
My feelings were true, yours?better?left?unsaid
F**kin' leave it?to you, whispering?them in my bed
I know I'm a man but my heart still beats red

Goin' back to the nights on your silk pillow case
Where the sweat was drippin' off of your face
That's all I seem to dream 'bout these days

I'm sick of all these songs I write about you
I'm tired of seeing your in face in the pain I go through
I'm too weak to keep holding onto you

I meant nothing to you
I meant nothing to you
If time can heal these wounds
She can bury you with her too

I meant nothing to you
I meant nothing to you
If I see your ghost in my room
Do I haunt you too?
I meant nothing to you