So I guess it’s really true,
I'm the reason why we’re through.
And I regret it with every breath, what I had said to you.
Feeling empty and scared I was so unprepared for the words you said,
In despair I gasp for more air, blood rushing to my head,
The lines that were fed in the fine print, signed co-ed.
Do you wish we could take it back,
Play it back to when things weren’t so gray and black?
Would you believe it wasn’t me when I said that?
God I wish this sh/t wasn’t flipped,
It was love and it ripped, we got caught up in it,
And I wish I knew how to rid myself of it,
But f/ck it I wasn’t tough enough to cut it,
So stuff it, when you hear this rap you’ll love it cuz
I bought you a teddy bear so hug it, You done yet?
Good take a second to look at these lyrics,
I hope you can hear it and understand the spirit,
The soul, you wanna know what my goal is?
To make you look at the whole picture (pict-cha)
And hopefully make you realize that I miss ya,
Maybe even hitcha with feelings you’ll take witcha,
Wherever you go and make you wish I was there to hold,
Wish I had told you all this before it became old.
One heart for sale? Sold! To the lady in the blue dress,
This works better under stress and duress,
And when it’s a mess, under pressure.
Don’t let it get whole again unless you’ll let it rest.
Compress all these feelings by suppressing thoughts of leaving,
Talking aint saying much if you’re just agreeing and not seeing,
That you run in every fiber of my being.
If I'm found on the ground, my arm around a girl in a gown,
Know I'm only on the rebound, It don’t meet nothin deep
And if I'm sound asleep? It just means I was tired of countin sheep.
Looking up at the stars calling your name, I really was the one to blame,
It’s a shame cuz if I had just explained that our love wasn’t some game,
Maybe we wouldn’t have strayed, I know we got it “stopped”,
But what if we hit “play” and let it resume?
Would it be me and you, would we have stayed?
Would there be something to go back to?
Would I lose you again, doomed to repeat history, just imagine,
If I hadn’t sent you packing would it be us laughing in those videos you’re stacking?
Or would it be too late for us to try crackin the code, to get back in the old swing of things?
F/ck it I'm done fighting with this writing, Come and find me if you wanna remind me,
That our relationships behind me, and that if I need help rhyming,
I should put some time in instead of lying here whining.
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