I think it's my cue to leave
You're falling asleep on my couch
You'll hear an excuse from me
But that's not important right now
Got my coat on, feeling better off
The space here kinda keeps me warm
There's satisfaction in making you down
That's what I'm really liking now
It's on purpose that my phone went flat
Just remember I was meant to do that
You're frustrated no sympathy
I got better things to do
Than think of you worrying
About what I'm doing or with who
You're more mad now your numbers blocked
It's better that you can't reach me at all
You need some time to breathe
I've had enough and now I'm gone
It's on purpose that my phone went flat
Just remember I was meant-supposed to do that