Soul
Oh oh, oo oh
I told you I'd look out for you, I told you I would ride for you
Lie for you, cry for you—fuck it I would die for you
Didn't make good on the promises I made and
I'm sitting here crying it's too little it's too late
When the tears roll down I know I can never show 'em babe
Nothin in this world makes sense we're so numb to fate
Pacing running from my fears, writing poems of your face
In a place that couldn't handle all the castles that you try to make
What am I supposed to do? What the hell was I to say?
Couldn't be bothered to write you a card on your birthday
To protect myself I broke away, but excuses don't numb the pain
Today I can't see your face so I wrote a letter now to say
I told you I'd look out for you, I told you I would ride for you
Lie for you, cry for you—fuck it I would die for you
Didn't make good on the promises I made and
I'm sitting here crying it's too little it's too late
When the tears roll down I know I can never show 'em babe
Nothin in this world makes sense we're so numb to fate
Pacing running from my fears, writing poems of your face
In a place that couldn't handle all the castles that you try to make
Mmhmm mhmm
Oo oo mm
Mmhmm mhmm
Oo oo mm
Mhmm mhmm
Yeahha Oh oh oh
Mhmm
Nighttime is the hardest part—me myself, an empty heart
Memories sharp, to the stars, we're so close but worlds apart
The sadness rolls in like an old familiar friend and
I wake up from this nightmare and walk myself right in
I always dropped the ball—never called
When you were at your worst
And I never give my all, I withdrawal
And let the colors blur
But if I could bring you back I know
I'd hold on tight then I'd let you go
I write this letter so forever you'll always
Hear these words and know
Mhhmm mhmm
Oo oh
Oh oh
Woah oh
Mhhmmm
Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh
Oo Oo
Mhhmm, mhmm
Nananana
Oo Oo
Hey ey oh
I told you I'd look out for you, I told you I would ride for you
Lie for you, cry for you—fuck it I would die for you
Didn't make good on the promises I made and
I'm sitting here crying it's too little it's too late
When the tears roll down I know I can never show 'em babe
Nothin in this world makes sense we're so numb to fate
Pacing running from my fears, writing poems of your face
In a place that couldn't handle all the castles that you try to make
What am I supposed to do? What the hell was I to say?
Couldn't be bothered to write you a card on your birthday
To protect myself I broke away, but excuses don't numb the pain
Today I can't see your face so I wrote a letter now to say
I told you I'd look out for you, I told you I would ride for you
Lie for you, cry for you—fuck it I would die for you
Didn't make good on the promises I made and
I'm sitting here crying it's too little it's too late
When the tears roll down I know I can never show 'em babe
Nothin in this world makes sense we're so numb to fate
Pacing running from my fears, writing poems of your face
In a place that couldn't handle all the castles that you try to make
Mmhmm mhmm
Oo oo mm
Mmhmm mhmm
Oo oo mm
Mhmm mhmm
Yeahha Oh oh oh
Mhmm
Nighttime is the hardest part—me myself, an empty heart
Memories sharp, to the stars, we're so close but worlds apart
The sadness rolls in like an old familiar friend and
I wake up from this nightmare and walk myself right in
I always dropped the ball—never called
When you were at your worst
And I never give my all, I withdrawal
And let the colors blur
But if I could bring you back I know
I'd hold on tight then I'd let you go
I write this letter so forever you'll always
Hear these words and know
Mhhmm mhmm
Oo oh
Oh oh
Woah oh
Mhhmmm
Woah oh oh
Woah oh oh
Oo Oo
Mhhmm, mhmm
Nananana
Oo Oo
Hey ey oh
Credits
Writer(s): Chad Krygier
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