Wasted
It’s 3am and you’re still texting
I’m on the road with no directions
Receiving message after message

Bitch who you stressing?
I’m getting wasted
It’s 3am and you’re still texting
I’m on the road with no directions

Receiving message after message
Bitch who you stressing?
Told you once, told you twice
Please don’t come across me

Getting fucked with em shots
Monday feels like Friday
Midnight pubs, shoulder rubs
I do what my mind says

Seconds back I was inside
Now I am on the highway
Cussing out your name
Things I can’t maintain

Put me up in chains
Now you’re acting like shit changed
Thought you had your way
So I never stayed

Why the fuck should be hurting
If you’re the one in pain ?
Wasted
It’s 3am and you’re still texting

I’m on the road with no directions
Receiving message after message, bitch who you stressing
I’m getting wasted
Remember how we talked about falling in love and shit?

And now I’m barely sober hating all relationships
It’s funny I got ‘over’ you ‘under’ the influence
And I’ve been working on myself ever since you left
I enjoy being a loner

Maybe it’s a bit of sick, at least my heart stronger
Fixed myself, I’m still a mess, emotions in a coma
Maybe life feels better once your heart is getting colder
Don’t you tell me that I can’t

Live my life like I have planned
Next time I front then I’d be damned
So understand that I’m getting wasted
It’s 3am and you’re still texting

I’m on the road with no directions
Receiving message after message
Bitch who you stressing?
I’m getting wasted