| The life of Kings and everything we call it
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| The realization of everything that we forfeit
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| The last scene of the night, with no applaudin
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| Tryin to circle back to when the curtains were called in
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| I talk to you, cause you told me to throw my all in
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| And now it feels like I’m too far in
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| Told me regardless, as long as I could show you where the heart is
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| Another day shouldn’t be a problem
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| But now the more I come to you, the more it feel like, real life
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| Couldn’t of been built right, you told me to still write
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| Said that you would help me make sense of it all
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| And we would never have to censor our talks
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| So I told you everything, I never worried about if you could hear
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| I assumed your attention was a sign of how you cared
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| See with you, I was different, I ain’t try to hide fear
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| Nor anger, nor excitement
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| Played you my life as, quick as I was livin it
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| Gave you my life as, quick as I could give you it
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| And never had a second thought
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| Hopin is for the better and forever more
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| I put you in front of everyone around me
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| From the first moment that you found me
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| BFF, I fell for it, by far I fell
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| And you was the help for it that I would call myself
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| So if your ears are off or tainted in the least
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| Then how can I explain this to me?
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| So now I’m like — dear whoever
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| When I put this together
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| I felt like severin ties, may work better
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| I felt like steppin aside, instead of together
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| Could be the best thing for the both of us, forever
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| Dear whoever
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| When I put this together
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| I felt like severin ties, may work better
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| I felt like steppin aside, instead of together
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| Could be the best thing for the both of us, forever
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| Forever, forever
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| In all honesty, plannin on how to leave
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| Is just more proof of the fact that I’m all out of me
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| Just more truth that exactly the way I tried to be
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| Was either too much or not enough
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| No middle ground, so to talk to you and pen it down
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| Is not as easy no more, I think different now
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| The idea of tellin you what I wouldn’t repeat
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| Only for you to be wrong is what I couldn’t believe
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| Ran to you anytime I was lookin for me
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| And I took your advice on how to carry it
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| No barriers, no doubtin you
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| Until doubt was the only thing I knew how to do
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| When the doors close on me, day ones fold on me
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| You would get a hold of me and tell me to word it
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| But shit is gettin old on me, shit is monotone homie
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| Same metronome homie, I already heard it
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| Same metronome homie, I already heard it
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| Feelin like everyone before me who support me
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| Is deservin of a reason to applaud me
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| And if I ain’t able to give 'em that much
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| Due to how we matched up
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| I could of scripted out a different story
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| I threw all caution to the wind, when you told me it was worth it
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| And pictured that the picture would be perfect
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| At the end of the day, dear notebook, thanks for all the listens
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| But we should probably both stop pretendin
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| Dear whoever, dear whoever, dear whoever
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| When I put this together
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| Felt like severin ties, may work better
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| Felt like steppin aside, instead of together
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| Be the best thing for the both of us, forever |