Falling on Deaf Ears
I'm sorry for the mess, & all the stress
I'm sorry for the pressure I caused you
But I never felt, so many emotions folded up into one
That it made me feel nausea
So I guess I'm confused
Where did my heart go
When I handed it over in your bed
I said to be careful and don't let go
But you carelessly ran around with it instead
3 words I felt them, 3 words I meant them
3 words I said then you drifted off
Now all that's ironic
Cuz I had 333 behind my ear when we lifted off
But I ain't no psychic
You were my sidekick
The partner that I would do crime with
Now you've got that red show string you stole from my wrist
Then you put it around your ankle
And tied it and said
Let's take this slowly
It's moving too fast for me
Moving too fast
So was it my fault
The speed that we crashed at
Because the last thing I remember
We were both in the front seat
The peddle had both of our feet
Pressing on it together
So what now
You're gonna jump out
And leave me on this road that I'm facing
Forget the speed that the car is moving
Cuz the only thing I'm feeling now
Is my pulse racing
And I'm heading for a brick wall
How can I avoid it
Can't see through the thick fog
Besides that I'm ticked off
Cuz I finally had you
And acted out of character And f#%ked up
So I guess I'm a f#%k up
Now I'm stuck in this rut
Reaching for your hand to pull me up
But I can't even reach you
With a call or a text
So how can I expect to get a lift up
I'm sorry for the pressure I caused you
But I never felt, so many emotions folded up into one
That it made me feel nausea
So I guess I'm confused
Where did my heart go
When I handed it over in your bed
I said to be careful and don't let go
But you carelessly ran around with it instead
3 words I felt them, 3 words I meant them
3 words I said then you drifted off
Now all that's ironic
Cuz I had 333 behind my ear when we lifted off
But I ain't no psychic
You were my sidekick
The partner that I would do crime with
Now you've got that red show string you stole from my wrist
Then you put it around your ankle
And tied it and said
Let's take this slowly
It's moving too fast for me
Moving too fast
So was it my fault
The speed that we crashed at
Because the last thing I remember
We were both in the front seat
The peddle had both of our feet
Pressing on it together
So what now
You're gonna jump out
And leave me on this road that I'm facing
Forget the speed that the car is moving
Cuz the only thing I'm feeling now
Is my pulse racing
And I'm heading for a brick wall
How can I avoid it
Can't see through the thick fog
Besides that I'm ticked off
Cuz I finally had you
And acted out of character And f#%ked up
So I guess I'm a f#%k up
Now I'm stuck in this rut
Reaching for your hand to pull me up
But I can't even reach you
With a call or a text
So how can I expect to get a lift up
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Writer(s): Ryan Rolsten
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