Papers

Did you even mean anything you had said

Not inviting over, your scents in my bed

Out here talking crazy, how could you discred

You still got the papers underneath your bed

And it's the last thing you said

That's the last thing that you say to me, you make me so crazy

I drink it all just cause you play with me, you and me cause a scene

And you can't even smoke with me, you got me so angry

Would it really be different if I ever showed up

I was too young, you didn't let me grow up