Verse
It's true I was in love with you, but I wanted numbers too.
When forced to choose one of you, decided that the funds will do.
Should have made a run at you, instead of getting mum with you.
Wasn't trying to punish you, and that's God's honest truth.
As soon as I get comfortable, the winds of change be coming through
Affecting what I want to do. These situations humble you.
Result is tumble through, pain that could crumble you
And lead you to wonder who's, bringing the trouble through
Like Demons are hunting you and Devil's making fun of you.
It's like they've got a gun on you or stingrays are stunning you.
My guess is that missing you, is one of the vicissitudes
I deal with when getting to, the uppermost of pinnacles.
This distance will tickle you and mischief will send for you
And if you should listen to it, Miss, it's the end for you.
An everyday struggle just to maintain.
It's an everyday struggle to remain sane.
Verse
How does love at first sight become lament for a life?
Why do we forget our best dreams at first light?
Music was my refuge now the studio's gone.
Now what am I supposed to do with all these songs.
Sean keeps sending me beats with only two verses
So I squeeze 3 into 2, you cop a double murder
Tattered notebooks strewn across the room.
Like scattered ashes blown across my tomb.
Gotta find a way to breathe, this is no way to leave.
Much less to live, so my best I give.
I don't want to be 60 and have regrets
If I lack the courage, you can have my set.
Why does everything good get gone so fast?
Might shine for a minute but it just don't last.
Summer flies right past but the winter is long.
Why does everything good get gone?
Outro
How does love at first sight become lament for a life?
Why do we forget our best dreams at first light?
Summer flies right past but the winter is long.
Why does everything good get gone?