February 15th testo

Hobo Johnson

Testo

The butterflies in my stomach have died
Now there's lowly caterpillars that are waiting for the night
To strike
And they've been dying to escape
The pit of my stomach's a real dark fucking place

My new friends are starting to know
Why my old ones don't talk to me anymore
My ex knows why my last one's my last one
Hey, guess why?
It's 'cause my fuckin' actions

I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
Except late at night, no maybe I'm not
I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'll surely be alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
Except late at night no

She went to Columbia when i was in jail
I just wanted another apple when she really wanted Yale
And that is the problem where all of this lies
I'm an emotionally unstable, crazy fucking guy
Who's...

Who's surely be alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
And in a couple years Im gonna pay for this to stops
I'm gonna feel alone forever
I'm gonna feel alone forever
But I'm getting used to the thought
And in a couple years I'll pay to make it stops