Crashing Planes - Lyrica Anderson

Insecure, «I'm so insecure»

Lately that seems to be your favorite line

And I believe you every time, yeah

Going through your phone

Tell me where you’re going

Wait, this ain’t even me

I just hit the weed, yeah, yeah

And I’m so tired of the bullshit

I’m running out of cool shit to say to you

'Cause hopeless, I’ve been feeling

When I’m talking to you

Why you on your phone?

And I feel so alone (So alone)

Hand me your wipe

I feel a tear that’s coming through

I know the girl DMing you

When you lie, I feel it too

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

So tell me, who’s to blame?

Oh, who’s to blame?

When we know that we’ve overstayed

Tell me who’s to blame, yeah

Who’s to blame for making the same mistakes

We should just crash this plane

Who’s to blame?

Yeah