I found just a little bit of grace The tears falling down her face
Now i'm folding we're holding on to the memories we can erase
And a smile ran across her face It was golden we're folding now
But if you give me a chance I will find a way to open up the door
Time after time again you'll find me logging in I have no preference but
I think I just lost a friend yeah I think I just lost a friend
There's no absolute truth she's been cursed from her youth
But this girl's kinda cute and I wanna be faithful it's painful
And she's so depressed despite all of the requests
She's standing here all alone cause she's not impresses
That's about accurate no need to advocate gravity's pulling us down
On the surface we seem elevated but she's contemplating on suicide
Cause of all of the stress got her hand on her chest
But the urgent care brings us another flair
It's something for nada the devil wears prada and she just can't hide
This is what happens when heaven and earth collides in christ I confide
I found just a little bit of grace I thought her memory would not erase
Now she's opened up once more once more
We're getting just a little little bit closer
She found a love that she couldn't shape His memory would not erase
She's tryna cover up the score
When the tides push us out to bay and our ships drift in separate ways
We lay barren and hopeless on the floor on the floor
Don't know what happened don't know what to expect next yeah
Your girl be fronting and somethings just do not connect yeah
Should be I thought so guess I was wrong though now I'm moving along
Guess I was wrong though i'm losing everything
Don't mean to mention it her agitation permanently on the up rise
A beautiful depiction of what it means to compromise
I guess she's stuck in her ways unrestrained and walking away
It's kinda hard to hold the candles in the cold November rain
I found just a little bit of grace I thought her memory would not erase
Now she's opened up once more once more
We're getting just a little little bit closer
She found a love that she couldn't shape His memory would not erase
She's tryna cover up the score
When the tides push us out to bay and our ships drift in separate ways