Letra de 8pm

I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8pm
How do I tell you that we're just friends
I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again
Whiskey shots, always Jameson

Don't act like I hate you, you know that I don't
You don't have a reason to blow up my phone

Sit in the dark, I'ma play my guitar
I'ma pray that I make it, how have I

Made it this far
This far
This far

Made it this far
This far
This far

Look at the night sky
Look at the stars
Look at the bright side
Look at my scars
Emotionally bruise me when we fight in the car
Every ounce of hate you carry tears me apart

How do I cope with the pain, every day you push me away
You wanna fuck and you know what I'll say
I don't need relationship shit in my way, stay out the way

Stay out my way, I don't want you
(Want you)
Drunk in my bed, I won't fuck you
(I won't fuck you)
Love isn't something I want, dude
(Want, dude)
We're simply friends, thought I told you
(I thought I told you)

I don't wanna hear it anymore
Your voice punctures through my head and I cannot ignore
Anymore these advances are just smothering me quick
Let me dabble in the gravel with my ganja and a bic

I think this winter left you colder than the breeze
I think you suffer from another lovers leave
Might be, just a sense of lust the love you have for me
Anxiously outta focus I'm just hopin' I can breath
I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8pm
How do I tell you that we're just friends
I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again
Whiskey shots, always Jameson

Too deep down in my brain again
I swam a little bit and drown
In my loneliness

Emotions buried deep down, arc reactor, Ironman
Rip two bowls, get high again
Go face roll on life again

Game unlocked
Like I'm Notch
Tommy flag
On my socks
I don't care
If you watch
But you can't chip in on this blunt
Sad as fuck
So I stunt
Drop a track
Smellin' skunk
Smellin' farts
In the smoke
From the weed, not from my bum

Girl I can tell that you like me, ya
Body and mind that could strike me, ya
Attitude ready to fight me
Speaking her mind and I like it

Heart breaker wear it like Nike
Did you the same and it's high key
Focused as fuck, you can't sike me
I'll cover my ears, you can't mike me

Emotions like blue when they snowball
I come alive at night fall
Flow with some flavour like menthol
(Cigarettes)
Music turn into a day job

Icy heart like a face off
She went back to take my face off
Of the photos of us on her Facebook
Moving on like I'm driftwood

I've got 3 missed calls, it's only 8pm
How do I tell you that we're just friends
I've got cigarettes, I'm alone again
Whiskey shots, always Jameson