Facetime Lyrics

I guess I'm nothin' but a FaceTime on your phone

Feel you with me, at the same time feel so alone

Keep some Whitney for the late nights, awkwardly stoned

It never helped me though, it never helped me forget

Said I'll be back when I can

I got a cold Colt 40 and I'm crackin' the can

It'd probably take me to bed, I'm not complainin' though

I never wanted the edge

And if it means I can rest than Imma take it off

I'll probably break you off

Wasted love, breakin' up

Now I'm takin' off

Legs are long, I'm made to run

I never stay to talk

You say that I don't say enough

It's almost 8 o'clock

That's what we get for stayin' up

I guess I'm nothin' but a FaceTime on your phone

Feel you with me, at the same time feel so alone

Keep some Whitney for the late nights, awkwardly stoned

It never helped me though, it never helped me forget

And man I guess that that's fine

I guess I've been depressed like 3 or 4 quarters of life

And ever since I can remember, I've been questionin' why

I never seem to find the answers, doin' bathroom lines

I tell y'all to form a line round back, raise the price up fast

Wear my heart on sleeves of blazers, can't lie about that

And I'm so sick and tired of life's soundtrack

Cause there's no time for tears, tryna hide the fact that

I guess I'm nothin' but a FaceTime on your phone

Feel you with me, at the same time feel so alone

Keep some Whitney for the late nights, awkwardly stoned

It never helped me though, it never helped me forget