bloodletter
Said we're only getting older, baby
Time just ain't enough, and if there's—
(Not that I'm saying that I'm alright, I mean I)
(Saw through my shit with no damn eyes, I mean I)
(Wrote a damn song about your eyes, I mean I'm)
(Just a little immature I guess, I, I mean I)
Said we're only getting older, baby
Time just ain't enough and if there's
Nothing more to say I guess I'll
Leave chewing my tongue
I'll just hold you in my memories and
Deep down in my gut
And if I crawl back like a centipede would
You forget I fucked, up
If all you ever need is someone to get rid of
All the bodies you been keeping your trunk
I would lay there right between you in the middle
Guess I mean that I would stay there 'til I'm dust, hey
Not that I'm saying that I'm alright, I mean I
Saw through my shit with no damn eyes, I mean I
Wrote a damn song about your eyes, I mean I'm
Just a little immature I guess, I, I mean I
Wrote a damn track about your thighs, I mean I
Rode half a year out, still I try, I mean I
Guess I got keys, and I'm hogtied, I mean I
Never meant lust, again I cry, I mean I
And if you want, I'll stay (I'll find a way, I'll find a way, I)
And if you're sick of me (I'd fly away, I'd fly away, I)
I stumble on my words (I'm tryna say, I'm tryna stay)
Time just ain't enough (I'm tryna stay, I'm tryna say, I'm tryna stay)
(what I'm trying- what I'm trying- what I'm)
Time just ain't enough, and if there's—
(Not that I'm saying that I'm alright, I mean I)
(Saw through my shit with no damn eyes, I mean I)
(Wrote a damn song about your eyes, I mean I'm)
(Just a little immature I guess, I, I mean I)
Said we're only getting older, baby
Time just ain't enough and if there's
Nothing more to say I guess I'll
Leave chewing my tongue
I'll just hold you in my memories and
Deep down in my gut
And if I crawl back like a centipede would
You forget I fucked, up
If all you ever need is someone to get rid of
All the bodies you been keeping your trunk
I would lay there right between you in the middle
Guess I mean that I would stay there 'til I'm dust, hey
Not that I'm saying that I'm alright, I mean I
Saw through my shit with no damn eyes, I mean I
Wrote a damn song about your eyes, I mean I'm
Just a little immature I guess, I, I mean I
Wrote a damn track about your thighs, I mean I
Rode half a year out, still I try, I mean I
Guess I got keys, and I'm hogtied, I mean I
Never meant lust, again I cry, I mean I
And if you want, I'll stay (I'll find a way, I'll find a way, I)
And if you're sick of me (I'd fly away, I'd fly away, I)
I stumble on my words (I'm tryna say, I'm tryna stay)
Time just ain't enough (I'm tryna stay, I'm tryna say, I'm tryna stay)
(what I'm trying- what I'm trying- what I'm)
Credits
Writer(s): Arez Aziz
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