How youâve been? Have you told your mother about me? I heard youâve been away to discover yourself or something But was it worth it when you stole his heart?
Never returned it, but he earned shit for you from the start Are you working or just wasting your time? Did I mention that youâre still on my mind? Still that lonely guy Low yet high Dont know why I still get at your phone Like, me, I should fucking focus on my own life Yeah, but the bigger picture slips and you Become more significant in the mixture Canât seem to see myself Always tried to be myself But who am I, who am I?