Craving for an attention that doesn't exist

Sick as hell but undying

Is it the lack of you

Or some kind of late overdose

Felt so good I mistaken pain for pleasure

Backstabs from feelings to memories

As sour candy bitters my tongue

Saw your name

Heartache started like a race

Silly me believing

Convincing myself that everything was pink

Idolize past even if it's a liar