I kind of have the tendency to lock up my words
And throw away the key cause I still feel hurt
And I wanna be better at talking to you
Process the ugly weather but umbrellas get bruised
It's a two way street
In the middle we meet
If I fight
I'll stumble over words
Might cry afterwards
Choose to flight
Might think I'm a coward
Need to process what I heard
Don't make it overcomplicated, now this I have learned
My thoughts are overrated, need to put you first
Practicing words in my head cause old habits die hard
Hope I'm not a regret, need to be careful with your heart
I'm sorry I'm so quiet, I'll cry if I say it out loud
I wanna talk to you but it's really hard to right now
It's nothing wrong with you
I trust you more than anything, I do
If I fight
I'll stumble over words
Might cry afterwards
Choose to flight
Might think I'm a coward
Need to process what I heard
Fight or flight
Because I run and you catch my hand
Before I run too far from you and
It's a two way street