I got no inspiration Sitting on the floor staring at my bedroom wall Missed invitations Wishing I could care I wish I could care at all No conversations No more relations I hope I don't fall And I'm glad you made it, but I'm looking at my phone and I'm hoping you don't call Girl ---- you You know i was gonna share the fame You just got no clue Because you plain lame Its called being a fake friend At least i dont pretend I got a heart you cant mend But you did it again Its not like back then No wonder you dont get men Oh wait your lesbian.... Sorry if i offend Its like a trend Sorry if i offend Its like a trend I got no inspiration Sitting on the floor staring at my bedroom wall Missed invitations Wishing I could care I wish I could care at all
