Criminals

I stay up late to eat my feelings

I do this every time I feel things

Wishing I would've just gone to bed

'Cause now my stomach hurts and you are in my head

I stalked your new boy on my secret account

And I saw on his feed you're now nowhere about

I hope he hurt you like you hurt me

And I hope that it burns when you have nobody

So charge me with arson for the bridges I've burnt

Charge me with murder for the people I've hurt