I lay on my bed, with phone in my hand
Tears in my eyes and my blanket muffling my cries
Your Ghosting Me Was My Undoing,
Why Would You Do That To Me Was Confusing
Because You Were The One Who Came Pursuing
You Left Me Wounded and Broken
Did You Find That Amusing?
The Ache In My Heart Doesn’t Subside
It’s That Part Of Me Where You Reside
No Matter How Much My Feelings For You I Defied
The Four Walls Of My Heart Have Kept You There Confined.
So now I lay on my bed, with phone in my hand
Staring at my ceiling, and numbing all my feeling.