honeydew
Sit down and speak your mind
'Cause i got all the time
I'll let you spill your feelings
Keep mine to myself
You told me you'd unwind
So why you keep on asking why
I feel so numb
Don't know where I'm coming from
But you ain't ready for that conversation
Ain't the topic, ain't bout subject matter, you full of impatience (patience)
Standby, steady plottin', turnin' pages
Know you ragin'
While I'm stuck inside my room going through stages
I heard some shit about me it's not sounding sweet
Tossin turning in my sheets
Petal pickin, I feel chique
DF-MJ on my body
Wear it all day for a week
And I'm finished when its said and done
High up like mountain peaks
Peakin' I don't know when
Need a couple snowdays
All my ends are open
Y'all don't really know me
I got camera crew inside my brain filming behind the scenes
That footage never gon' release
Lock it up and toss the key
That red dress
Looks so good on my floor
Stumble my words, fumble decor
I can't see straight behind these shades
All the wine inside my veins
All this crying make you mess up your eyeliner
My six string, blonde hair, hoodie tied up
Big dreams, small town, girl you just like us
I keep composure when I'm right in front of you
Maybe you could be my honeydew
And I never felt this way in my life
Before today
And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way
Feel the same, feel the same
Never felt this way in my life
Before today
And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way
I might feel a way about it
Digging through my couch allowance
I just made some new deposits
Shot my shots and never got in
All I ask is for some time to talk
I'm sick of all the walking off
'Cause nothing will be solved
The reason I don't say a lot
I might feel a way about it
Digging through my couch allowance
I just made some new deposits
Shot my shots and never got in
All I ask is for some time to talk
I'm sick of all the walking off
And I pulled the wool back from over my eyelids
I been so blind since you
Made your departure
Imposters
Flocking me
I don't feel anymore
Ain't shit genuine
When it rains, it pours, best believe
You ain't mine, I ain't yours
This the season finale
Ain't no filler, ain't no plot holes
I need closure
It's the same old story told a million years ago
This one didn't have a happy ending, should've known
And I'm sorry for the way I was treating you
I think this space is good
'Cause i got all the time
I'll let you spill your feelings
Keep mine to myself
You told me you'd unwind
So why you keep on asking why
I feel so numb
Don't know where I'm coming from
But you ain't ready for that conversation
Ain't the topic, ain't bout subject matter, you full of impatience (patience)
Standby, steady plottin', turnin' pages
Know you ragin'
While I'm stuck inside my room going through stages
I heard some shit about me it's not sounding sweet
Tossin turning in my sheets
Petal pickin, I feel chique
DF-MJ on my body
Wear it all day for a week
And I'm finished when its said and done
High up like mountain peaks
Peakin' I don't know when
Need a couple snowdays
All my ends are open
Y'all don't really know me
I got camera crew inside my brain filming behind the scenes
That footage never gon' release
Lock it up and toss the key
That red dress
Looks so good on my floor
Stumble my words, fumble decor
I can't see straight behind these shades
All the wine inside my veins
All this crying make you mess up your eyeliner
My six string, blonde hair, hoodie tied up
Big dreams, small town, girl you just like us
I keep composure when I'm right in front of you
Maybe you could be my honeydew
And I never felt this way in my life
Before today
And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way
Feel the same, feel the same
Never felt this way in my life
Before today
And I can't help but ask if you feel the same way
I might feel a way about it
Digging through my couch allowance
I just made some new deposits
Shot my shots and never got in
All I ask is for some time to talk
I'm sick of all the walking off
'Cause nothing will be solved
The reason I don't say a lot
I might feel a way about it
Digging through my couch allowance
I just made some new deposits
Shot my shots and never got in
All I ask is for some time to talk
I'm sick of all the walking off
And I pulled the wool back from over my eyelids
I been so blind since you
Made your departure
Imposters
Flocking me
I don't feel anymore
Ain't shit genuine
When it rains, it pours, best believe
You ain't mine, I ain't yours
This the season finale
Ain't no filler, ain't no plot holes
I need closure
It's the same old story told a million years ago
This one didn't have a happy ending, should've known
And I'm sorry for the way I was treating you
I think this space is good
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