I wanna talk, you don't listen, that's why I'm writing this
Link up in person, see you're eyeing, but mind's denying it
F*ck all the drama the trauma guides, I'm your therapist
You're an insecure person, I can provide for your damages
When you smile, I'm folding, I can't remember what time is it
You're on my bed with your arms crossed, you're fighting it
Hiding and playing it slow, you don't wanna dive in it
You look better in person, I know that you thought the opposite
I never wanted it to be like this
Where our past holds us higher than this
And I'm as high as it gets, I'm not lying again
I swear I'd rather be dead
Why do you cry about the times that I f*cked up
When baby I'm f*cked up while recording this
Do you love me, do you love me not
Petals off of roses, there's no way that I'm avoiding this
I was in your thighs and now I'm high while I'm performing this
We were off the drugs when we fell in love, we were snorting shit
Blood on my denim, you got the dust in your fingertips
I don't wanna keep fighting, I wanna love and support the bitch
While I'm fighting these demons, the voices voice I should blow this shit
I'd be better as an angel, cause on earth I'm the worst of it
Maybe if time passed by, I'd say we're worth it, bitch
Maybe if time passed by, I'd make the most of it
I'll make the most of it
