| There’s nothing to borrow
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| There’s no more regrets
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| Your shadows I follow
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| But it’s like no one’s there
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| But my tears run dry
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| But my tears run dry
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| Oh my fields won’t die
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| When you’re not there
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| So I go
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| Head first into your puddle of tears
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| Heart first into the tunnel of fear
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| Had your very first son at 21
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| Only old enough to be my mum by a couple of years
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| Cuddled all of your kids
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| Soon you’ll be cuddling theirs
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| And we always hear our names when you mumble your prayers
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| Remember when you said get a job, pick another career?
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| But fuck that shit, we’re to humble to care yeah
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| Maybe it’s God disguising a blessing
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| The truth can be hard to swallow, should I reply to these questions?
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| I’m stuck in the fucking middle on either side of the fences
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| Of all this blinding and effing, just drive me down to my session
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| This a mid-life crisis, is this some kind of depression?
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| Like a substitute teacher, I wanna teach you a lesson, ah
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| I think we should live and just let it die
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| I’ll just put on my fucking shades to hide the pain in my eyes
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| Standing in front of mirrors that make me look best
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| Rolling on something special to make me forget
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| Mum and Daddy came to this country and gave me the best
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| But all the money in the world ain’t repaying the debt
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| After taking a cheque, my girl got impatient and left
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| Still have a Damier Canvas, case of the ex
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| She sending me the sort of things you don’t say in a text
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| I won’t even listen to this song cause it makes me depressed
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| Cause I didn’t ever do anything to hurt you
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| Feels like I don’t have anybody to turn to
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| You were the only woman I let into my circle
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| Closer than Celie and Nettie in The Color Purple
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| Saw her the other day, she said she’s going to nurse school
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| Gave me her BBM and said we should keep it virtual
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| But I think we should just live and just let it die
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| I’ll just put on my fucking shades and pretend everything’s fine
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| They said I used to have it, guess I got it back
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| They said I fucking lost it, guess I got it back
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| The pot can’t call the kettle black
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| Here’s a double shot of pride, swallow that
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| Gave your sister my number if you ever wanna chat
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| Heard she gave it you, you never even hollered back
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| Said there was too much on your plate but it wasn’t that
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| You was like an email with a file, you just got attached
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| Read your article and didn’t even need to diss you
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| Cover shoot, I hope they put you on a decent issue
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| And tell your girl I said mwah, ciao and bisou bisou
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| She was on my tour bus for a month and didn’t even miss you
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| After the shit we did it’s crazy even if she kiss you
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| Here’s some aloe vera Kleenex if you need a tissue
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| I think we should live and just let it die
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| I’ll just put on my fucking shades and pretend everything’s fine
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| They said I used to have it, guess I got it back
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| They said I fucking lost it, guess I got it back
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| The pot can’t call the kettle black
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| Here’s a double shot of pride, swallow that |