C.Y.B

Cigarettes in her mouth she's a vixen
Black smoke in my soul heart missing
Feel your phantom in the room is spinning
I don't know if I can cope with the distance

Im stuck on you I know it
Im fucked up and I show it
Now all we are is hopeless
Now all we are is hopeless

Back when I was working on my own shit
Lookin at you everyday like I damn wanna own it
Got you out them jeans I was trippin out that moment
Knew that I could give you everything you ever wanted
But let me be honest
Never gave a fuck about your feelings
I was busy being mad at you for shit you never did
And I know you don't wanna talk about it
I never said I'm sorry
I'm just trying to think about it

So far away
(From me now)
So far away
So far away
So far away

CYB you know me
With the black jeans white shirt James Dean
334 to the 813 taking all my woes you will never find me
I know you don't give a fuck cause I never said enough
But I never gave up and you know this
Put the poison in a cup and take it with another blunt
I don't think you'll ever change and I know this

There's no way
I could ever make it up
And I'll never be able to get you out of my brain
There's no way
I could ever make it up
And I know everything will never be the same

So far away
(From me now)
So far away
So far away
So far away

So far away
(From me now)
So far away
So far away
So far away