Done

Playing back our conversation in my head from last night

Replaying your words and how you said that we'd be alright

It's on repeat in my head

Every single thing you said

Want you mine but i think we're running out of time

The radio stations low

My temper is about to blow

I'm losing track of time gotta get you off my mind

My hearts racing, heavy breathing

Biting my nails

I'm sitting on the floor while you're pacing back and forth