PHYOROM - from page 56 of my journal Lyrics

It's like I only see the worst in everybody
When they show me nothing but respect
I think that it's a front to get something from me
'Cause those old winds are gone
I cover up the sadness with a little bit of Chrome
All those open wounds you left are sewn
But why am I still picking at the stitching
Tryna open them again
To let you in
The women I seek are only to replace
The feeling that you here but just a better version
I learned a lot but I'm still wishing that my heart a virgin
Old tragedies confirming
That I ain't ready when they open up the curtains
When the light shine bright
And I look out
I'm only seeing judgement
A whole bunch of people faceless
But they got a mouth that tell me everything I wanna hear
They whisper in my ear
That I didn't deserve no pain like that
That they can treat me better and bandage up my back
But everytime it's in my hands I'm apt to throwing it away
'Cause no one isn't you the truth be told they got a lot to say
For someone they ain't never met
Or ever saw the bond in person
Burnt pages in my journal bout our story that I wrote in cursive
I really took my time
But you showed in no time that you don't need my time
'Cause of you, I see dollar signs and gold lines inside my head
I want you to see it too so go ahead and push me off the edge
Go ahead and push me off the edge (push me off the edge)
Go ahead and push me off the edge
Go ahead and push me off the edge (push me off the edge)
Go ahead and push me off the edge
Go ahead and push me off the edge
Go ahead and push me off the edge (push me off the edge)
Go ahead and push me off the edge