Crystal
Casey Grooten
I cannot be here anymore, can I go
Tired of running my hands up and down along these walls
Gotta find a way out, a trap door or something
I put my red shoes on
Don't wanna be here anymore, can I go
Tired of running my hands up and down along these walls
Gotta find a way out, a trap door or something
I put my red heels on
Oh where are you now
Oh left on a train
I don't wanna a bubble
So you can smoke meth
Can't handle crystal no more
No more
I pay the rent on your piece of trash flat
I buy your liquor and your wine
Thought it'd make you leave quicker, but I was wrong
It just made you take your time
Oh where are you now
Oh I do not care
I don't
I'm glad to have you out of my life
Get out of my life
Crystal