Текст песни Answers (feat. Eric Popham) - Singerboy

I pick up the phone when you call
You leave me with no answers at all
You proceed to lead me on
I wish I'd fall apart
Way before this had started at all
So tell me you need me
Proceed to feed me
Out to the wolves

I need space
Far from okay
Dealing with change
Balance is strange
I might've tried to be here all this time
Physically present, but I'm dead inside
A little too burnt out to care I'm alive
A little too hurt now, but I'll be alright
I'll be alright
I'll be okay, I'll be alright!
Maybe I lied
But that's not the point of this
Baby, you're poisonous
And I would do anything for you, it's bad
Darling, I'm lost
In your eyes