STELLA ROSE

Hm, I'm startin' to think that it's a lot worse in the mornin'
When you pull up, but you got work in the mornin'
This left side startin' to feel cold, can you warm me?
Should make it back to me so we can fuck while it's stormin'
Stop pretendin' like you got church in the mornin', good Lord
And you can't help but lie because you know what you need
I see it in your face, even your eyes don't gleam
Your smile got a whole lotta dark in between
My life got a whole lotta dark in between
The way I'm movin' now, it made you lost when you seen that
I'm sorry, I ain't mean to put your heart in between that
Yeah, good Lord

She said, "Don't call, your words consume me"
My phonе still rings when you make it through to me
And it bring mе so low, this ringtone ruined me
All the words you could've said, why you said them words to me?

Late-night city and Stella Rose
That's gon' bring me back, I know
Swervin' 'round the city through the backstreet roads
You make it hard to miss back home (Ooh)
You make it hard to miss back home (Woo)
You make it hard to miss back home
Especially when, especially when, especially when (Ooh)

There's a ghost inside my room
I don't need no one else
I hope this reads you well, uh (Woo)
Half the shit I did on the road
Made me contemplate if I'm a new lost soul
I know I fucked up, but you let everybody know
Not my vertebrae, shit, you're supposed to be the backbone
Now the bass too loud and I'm rollin' up strong
Burnin' through the dreams, where my ash tray go? (Go)
Like, fuck it I'ma face it for sure
Pick your outfit, I heard you're runnin' late to the show (Woo)

And it bring me so low, this ringtone ruined me
All the words you could've said, why you said them words to me?
And it bring me so low, this ringtone ruined me
All the words you could've said, why you said them words to me?



Credits
Writer(s): Al Hug, Ben Silverstein, Daijon Davis, Jordan Goins, Louie Jess Gallegos Fenandez Jr., Luca Faria Zadra, Steven Shaeffer
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