This is a song about "I miss those eyes"

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

I need to beat

I miss the way she walk and talk and i really miss her laughter/

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I miss my cable tv

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

Behind those eyes, i see jagged knives,

What we gotta do to survive

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

And i be talking about me, i do this

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Oh i miss you to much

Shopping i’ll be in paris

When i click clack i will never miss