Three weeks

And I ain't heard from you

It's like you just disappeared into thin air

That I'm breathing in

Three weeks with nobody to yell at

With nobody to fight back

This shit don't seem fair.

And I kinda miss those movie nights

The ones where you'd get so mad when I'd pick my favorite film that we've seen a hundred times

And I miss you being home when I get home with another girl on my mind

I guess it's fine that it's only been three weeks.

Three weeks

It must be bad that friends are callin'

To check if I'm still breathin'

And if my voice is still in tune

Three weeks

I don't remember much at all

But everything is green and xanax tells me that it ain't the fall.

And I miss you telling me to straighten up

Start acting like I give a fuck, yeah

I know I don't, but that's' just the way that I am

And I miss those fake laughs you do

When I get high and make fun of you

Well, it's funny at the time

It's bad that you're on my mind after three weeks

After three weeks.

And I'll stand my ground

If you stand yours too

I'm hoping this regret I have

Won't beat me down that soon.

'cause I hate this relationship

When you're so sad and I haven't slept

It's not good for you to be feeling this way

And I drug this out for too damn long

I'm even pussy enough to sing this song

I can't believe that it took me to see all of this in three weeks.