Solar System
Heard it all before
You were never one to listen
Too stubborn to admit it
Took the highway out I'm leaving now
Learned it on my own
We were bad from the beginning of time
But at first it was like
I was cool
Getting caught
In your solar system
Until
I got swept
By your landslide
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
Round and round, I'm turning
Falling off your axel
You hit my last nerve
Wonder if your last girl
Felt this way, won't ask her
Not tryna bring no drama
Back into your life
And get my ass burned
Gaslight with your banter
Slickest little answers
I was cool
Getting caught
In your solar system
Until
I got swept
By your landslide
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
Wish him well
Zella for the wishing well
All dried up and stale
Nobody ever taught him better
Hope can't hold if the mold ain't set
I'll be that one with the cards
No play
I reached that limit
You got that straight
Sound the alarm
Open that gate
Don't press restart
I hit that break
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
You were never one to listen
Too stubborn to admit it
Took the highway out I'm leaving now
Learned it on my own
We were bad from the beginning of time
But at first it was like
I was cool
Getting caught
In your solar system
Until
I got swept
By your landslide
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
Round and round, I'm turning
Falling off your axel
You hit my last nerve
Wonder if your last girl
Felt this way, won't ask her
Not tryna bring no drama
Back into your life
And get my ass burned
Gaslight with your banter
Slickest little answers
I was cool
Getting caught
In your solar system
Until
I got swept
By your landslide
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
Wish him well
Zella for the wishing well
All dried up and stale
Nobody ever taught him better
Hope can't hold if the mold ain't set
I'll be that one with the cards
No play
I reached that limit
You got that straight
Sound the alarm
Open that gate
Don't press restart
I hit that break
I'll be the one with the feelings
You're too busy
Being committed
To being defensive
Cuffed and bound to your sentences
Drowned with your senselessness
You wield your weapons
With no explanation
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Smith
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