Undisclosed

I can’t be honest
I can’t decide what that is
I’m so damn in control
I can’t admit I’m pissed
I can’t admit that perfect
Still isn’t what this is
can’t say I want you back
But I hate distance
I can’t pick up your calls
Because I’m not your girl
I can’t not stop talking about you
Be just another her
I can not be your ex
Or find my next
I hate that you’ve got control
That s**t makes me depressed
Knowing that you can
Or that I force you to
Knowing that you’re so hurt
And it’s all my to do
Can’t let you meet my kid
Can’t bring you to my house
That’s why we fell apart
That’s why the s***s gone south
I couldn’t.