You could take my love and you could throw it out
Got me looking at the stars when you not around
Thats why I be jaded, fuck what u be sayin
I ain't even playin when I say that I'm make it
I don't feel anymore, eyes hella sore
I got the bag and it's christian dior
I'm callin for you, I'm callin for you
Gas inhalation took me on vacation
I never get love I hate the sensation
A life worth lived makes no sense
'Cuz we all die in da fuckin end like
Lemme paraphrase thoreau, he said
Rather love, money, faith, show me da road
And I uh, I guess I understand that now
Dont vibe with the lies they be tellin u now
Stop talking words are useless
Can never hold up
What did you expect it
To be different
Shouldnt even have to convince
But they all look from outside
Walls could cave in at
Any givin moment
It looks like its the time to
Stop wishin for it to get better
And wash that pain away
Pitter patter of rain on the rooftop
I could lay in this bed all day
And think and listen and look for
For a sign pls remind me again
What really matters at the end of all this
Like I want it all too
Fuck it I'll fall through
I thought I loved you
I thought I loved you
Like I want it all too
Fuck it you'll fall through
I thought you loved me
I thought you loved me
