They tell me it’s ok That it’s ok to feel this way, it’s not Breathing goes and I get the chills But you don’t know You don’t know because you won’t pick up the phone And that’s ok But it’s not ok for me to feel this way That word divorce, it crushes me every time To know that I ended up like my parents And they were fine But you aren’t broken up You say you cry But you don’t try to call me I’m not your number one anymore I’m not even your number ten Because when we text, it’s all about sex Which is fine I feel like part of...