I Don't Cry

Ahah this Nyquil is not helping ahaha
WooooOOO what does this button do

I don't cry over bitches, don't cry over boys
Only time that I cry is when I can't escape the noise
I'm crashing and I'm burning but at least it's Rolls-Royce
Facetime calls, I just wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's much better than the ones in my head
Wrote a suicide note and I'm not even dead
I feel much better with your head on my legs
Matter of fact, go ahead and put your feet on my pegs
Let's ride, let's glide, let's elevate tonight
Imma reel you in close 'cause I swear I don't bite

Don't give a shit about a ponytail, just live in the moment
Yeah you can grab my hand and hold it tight like you own it
Let's go, let's live, I don't care what they say
I be blowing kisses while I'm laying dead in my grave
Got my arms across your body, I don't look both ways
I can hang with my gang till the end of my days (mwah)
I'm independent but I swear that I still need ya
I got no oxygen so baby let me breathe ya
My brain slow, heart faster than a cheetah
I be spitting, head splitting like amoeba

I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry
I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry
I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry, I don't cry
Well only on Sundays

I don't cry over bitches, don't cry over boys
Only time that I cry is when I can't escape the noise
I'm crashing and I'm burning but at least it's Rolls-Royce
Facetime calls, I just wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's much better than the ones in my head
Wrote a suicide note and I'm not even dead
I feel much better with your head on my legs
Matter of fact, go ahead and put your feet on my pegs
Let's ride, let's glide, let's elevate tonight
Imma reel you in close 'cause I swear I don't bite

The only time that I bite is when I'm biting the dust
We've been hanging all night, why you fighting the lust
I got nothing to lose, I got nothing but trust
You've got nothing but you and I got nothing but us
So come along with me and see how fun it'll be
The reapers creeping 'round the corner and he's coming for me

I don't cry over bitches, don't cry over boys
Only time that I cry is when I can't escape the noise
I'm crashing and I'm burning but at least it's Rolls-Royce
Facetime calls, I just wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's much better than the ones in my head
Wrote a suicide note and I'm not even dead
I feel much better with your head on my legs
Matter of fact, go ahead and put your feet on my pegs
Let's ride, let's glide, let's elevate tonight
Imma reel you in close 'cause I swear I don't bite