Neon

If there's silence in your brain If you think you've gone insane If you just can't fucking sleep (sleep) Sing with me Get the fuck up Or get the fuck out If you told me let it go, and you wanna let me know I've been stuck inside my brain, don't blame me We seek only sadness lately Tell me that you don't, and you're reminiscing, no You said fucked it up a thousand times tonight, that's right Just fucking go home Silence on the phone and you're never wrong We can see we don't get along I felt so alone even with you All the small talk and wall to wall action All the calls and the late flights, uh, yeah If we break it down, sad as it sounds I was bleeding out, turned your back around You can write this down If you gave a shit then you would've quit And ended all this shit All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? Together now, you fucked this shit up All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? So get the fuck out All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? Together now, you fucked this shit up All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? So get the fuck out Silence on the phone and you're never wrong We can see we don't get along I felt so alone even with you All the small talk and wall to wall action All the calls and the late flights, uh, yeah If we break it down, sad as it sounds I was bleeding out, turned your back around You can write this down If you gave a shit then you would've quit You know what I said, bitch If there's silence in your brain If you think you've gone insane If you just can't fucking sleep (sleep) Sing with me If there's silence in your brain If you think you've gone insane If you just can't fucking sleep (sleep) Sing with me All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? Together now, you fucked this shit up All my stitches getting crossed up Bitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? So get the fuck out All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? Together now, you fucked this shit up All my stitches getting crossed up We can get 'em fucked up, what? So get the fuck out