I wonder if you’re hearing me When I’m talking close to you Do you even know what’s hurting me ‘Cause I don’t know what to do. (James Mercy – Fractures) You be out with your friends Rolling in your Benz Looking for something on the side I’ll be deep in my bed Holding my own hands Trying to work this out. I only get to keep fractures of you I only get to see pieces of you I’m only with an old picture of you. Rolling in the sheets I got from you Holding back the feels I have with you Wasted from the old memories of you, of you But we don’t know how we got here. (Fractures of) I wonder if you still like me as much I like you Do you really wan’t the best for me Even if it’s not with you ‘Cause you went out with your friends Trying to pretend That I am silly, ride or die Wonder if you would hang, ride to the end If I did this to you. I only get to keep fractures of you I only get to see pieces of you I’m only with an old picture of you. Rolling in the sheets I got from you Holding back the feels I have with you Wasted from the old memories of you, of you But we don’t know how we got hereee.