| We locked reality away up in our closets
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| Just to give our burdens to our skeletons
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| Just to create memories out of fantasies
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| Just to show our hearts where they’ve never been
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| We blew trees and slept in with curtains closed
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| Hide inside the covers over all the truth that hurts to know
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| Picked up a little weight and dropped our inhibitions
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| We toasted to what we had and let go of our saddest fiction
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| It was, different — To forget about the past
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| To how quiet the sex needs to be or how long it should last
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| No sunset missed calls from everybody at home
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| ‘Bout how dark it is and worried you walking back alone
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| Even after the fights we needed time to know we needed time
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| To give you a piece of my mind before the peace of mind
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| Then hit rewind to when we were in your sheets or mine
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| Now look at love for something redefined and something we designed
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| It’s really almost poetic
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| And not how love changes everything but how let it
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| And revel in something so amazing that we could sell it
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| Copacetic — a part of us in each other stays embedded
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| Just be truthful, girl to me if not yourself
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| I can’t lose you, to the world or someone else
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| We’ve been through too much to leave it behind
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| Praying both our stars align, and your heart finds its way to mine
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| Just be truthful
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| We were always searching for a higher truth
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| And times were not confused, really fighting for us with fighting you
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| But held on to you the same way I held on to promises
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| Never claimed to be perfect, just gave it all to be honest
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| And maybe — I really couldn’t make the cut any more
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| Maybe harder times couldn’t make it ‘bout love any more
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| Maybe, maybe I believed too much in the way it seemed
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| If something inside you had it faded like your favourite jeans
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| All things considered, I was playing my part
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| Always say it cause I don’t want no one to speak for my heart
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| Fell right in love when I met you, you had to grow and I let you
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| I’m scared to think I’d have to fall in love to try to forget you
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| November 2015: couldn’t forget the times
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| The short black weave and this lost look in your eyes
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| We drowned the pain in the wine. |
| the music kept us alive
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| Connected over the phone, cause it was always disguises
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| In person. |
| But I had a knack for seeing who’s hurting
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| The label questions your worth when you working and it ain’t working
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| Then came home to judgement from family that play it perfect
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| Like there just wasn’t space in the world for soul searching
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| I saw it: all the cargo you loaded on a sinking ship
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| Your heart just needed some hope and I still think it’s this
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| Relationship that we founded on solid ground
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| I pray that what’s lost is found, love is here even when we’re not around
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| And here we are — alone and afraid
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| I never thought I’d be the one that someone else had to save
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| I heard the fables and watched the movies that speak of this pain
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| With broken hearts in my childhood I thought it one and the same
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| Haha, nah. |
| This was more, shook me to my core
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| Reshaped my entire spirit and intertwined with yours
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| Every struggle, every war — even between the two of us
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| Would have raised your heart and not my voice if it meant losing us
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| But you had cracks on your porcelain surface too
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| Made me question if this shit was really worth it too
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| You lost so much in a year and my heart would hurt for you
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| I pray to God, don’t wear my Sunday best just to work for you
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| To knock your walls down, build above bones
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| And find poetic justice for my Mrs. Love Jones
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| But I fell in the hole that I stuck my hand down
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| Lost hearts in the dark while I’m just tryna be a man now
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| But if there’s love over all of our mistakes
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| How couldn’t our souls be mates, how couldn’t this shit be fate?
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| Why does it feel like I will never really find my place
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| In this world if I’ll never have your heart to keep me safe?
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| PART II — Crossed
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| I know your painful secrets very well
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| Somebody told me bout the guy you left me for
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| They made it sound just like a fairy tale
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| All of the special things that you were going for
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| Does he remind you of the pain he caused?
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| All of the tears I had to come and wipe myself
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| Do I remind you of the things you lost?
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| The love I gave to you, I thought you almost felt
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| I guess an ex don’t mean you crossed him out
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| I guess an ex don’t mean you crossed him out
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| I guess an ex don’t mean you crossed him out… |