Call The Cops

Call The Cops - Room 410 lyrics

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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)

I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it

Open your arms, here I come

It takes more to stick together

And I never meant to make you cry

Acting like you're perfect

Everything was worth it

Still all along, we lived a lie

And I know you knew, baby

That I know the lady's going out with other guys

Acting like you're perfect

Acting like you're worth it

All you ever did was pray for guys

And you think that he will call you back (call you back)

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)

I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it

Open your arms, here I come

Can't believe they're still together

Even after all the times she cried

Acting like you're perfect

Acting like you're worth it

Seem like you're just a waste of time

And I know you knew, baby

That I know the lady's going out with other guys

Acting like you're perfect

Acting like you're worth it

All you ever did was pray for guys

And you think that he will call you back (call you back)

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)

I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it

Open your arms, here I come

You like greasy and disgusting is the way you go

Getting something outta nothing in the way we roll

(You don't make friends, you make enemies)

Kicking our words to the curb like a former song

Writing, dance, ghost tales just for fun

(You don't make friends, you make enemies)

'Cept for you

I can't believe

I can't believe

I'm seeing my life go down the drain

I can't believe

I can't believe

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)

I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it

Open your arms, here I come

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)

I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go)

I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it

Open your arms, here I come

Here, I came

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