sad girls

Sad girls can't love themselves like you do

Sad girls gave all they had away to you

Sad girls are waiting by the phone, as they lie awake at night

And they're counting up their money, spending dollars on your dimes

They can't love themselves the way you do

It's been a couple of days, I've

Been hoping your mind would've changed, but

Holding my breath is a waste of my time

I'm desperately searching for blame, and

You're fucked up in every way, but

I'm worse for making you stay on my line