The Fugitives Lyrics

On the backseat of my mind

I think about you all the time

I wish that I could've told you

All the things you put me through

I think about you all the time

I even dream of you at night

You know it's hard for me

See you happy with someone else

And you got away with it

It's all in the atmosphere

Cause I used to be your bitch

Fucking around like I had nothing left to lose

And you call me on the phone

You want me all alone

You just want me to

Have you on your own

And how many shitty verses

Do I have to rap about

Cause I'm not a fucking rapper

I just want to tell you all the things about

All the things about me

All the things about you

I had to cut you off before I ended up killing myself

On the backseat of my mind

I think about you all the time

I wish that I could've told you

All the things you put me through

I think about you all the time

I even dream of you at night

You know it's hard for me

See you happy with someone else

On the backseat of my mind

Think about you all the time

On the backseat of my mind

Think about you all the time

On the backseat of my mind

Think about you all the time

On the backseat of my mind

I Think about you all the time

Time

Time

Time

Time

I think about you all the time