Aishia Simmons

Now I'm in London, I'm on my own

I'm in a hotel room, I'm on my own

Now I'm in London and I'm all alone

I'm in a hotel room, I'm all on my own

Look at my reflection, I feel so drawn, so old

I booked myself a facelift, wondering how long it might hold

I gave you all my power, how I'm seen through your eyes

Through your eyes

What a sad, sad manIt's giving 4chan stan

And I made my baby's favourite, but he didn't seem to care

I just tell myself he’s jet lagged and I'm glad to have him here

Baby, won't you tell me that I'm still your number one?

'Cause you're my number one

Felt you pull away and now I'm blaming myself

I feel embarrassed, I feel ashamed

You're so indifferent and that's insane

Where's all your empathy for, for all my pain?

My friends all tell me you are deranged

How'd I get caught up in your double life?

I'm not convinced that he didn't fuck you in our house