Bea Miller — This Call Is Coming From Inside The House

The person you are calling has not answered, please try again Sittin' in my underwear Just me and my reclinin' chair Nothing's wrong with me, I'm doing fine Something changes in the air I start to feel like someone's there Hiding in my closet with a knife I try to run and lock the door I trip and fall onto the floor, I'm bleeding Like the whore in horror movies But I just tried to kill my mind Because it's ruining my life When I fucked up my words Did you forget what I said? Did you think it was dumb? Or is it all in my head? The bullet missed, was that the crime? The truth is I'm a danger to myself This call is coming from inside the house If I could cry, I'd do it all the time 'Cause it seems really nice to let it go I hope I won't Spend all my time alone 'Cause if I do I know I'm gonna let myself go crazy I'm hiding in the attic I don't wanna sound dramatic But I'm dying Don't know why the walls are moving But I just tried to kill my mind Because it's ruining my life When I fucked up my words Did you forget what I said? Did you think it was dumb Or is it all in my head? The bullet missed, was that the crime? The truth is I'm a danger to myself This call is coming from inside the house The truth is I'm a danger to myself This call is coming from inside the house