Five Girls Pizza

Wait! Stop! I'm not ready
She left me dead in the van
My stomach feels like it's burning
I tried to write but I can't
So now I lay with the yearning to know anyone but any of you
If you only knew the amount of thought that I put into you
And I can't stop thinking about the way this one called my name
Before we pulled out of the driveway
Just to tell me to check my messages
Don't need to tell me about my messages
There's a few that I've been putting lots of myself into
Fuck it, hang up
It's not easy like it was in the fifth grade