He gives me roses signed with her name on it
He's smile is only as vibrant as hers
You wish you were stupid
It's a shame you're not otherwise
You wouldn't be handcuffed by your guilt
Guilt faces are true faces we hide from pride
Your guilt face can't stand the sight of her lips
Because he knows she's the realist you can't handle
I don't feel like playing stalker today so I'll play spy
I spy with my little eye a boy afraid of his own feelings
You don't have to be
Just act like you never felt her
Truth be told, she's not ready
My heart seems to have a thing for fire
She knows you're part of the game but
She keeps on staying as if you're going to retire
Trippy actions cause for trippy people
So the next time I feel like crying
I'mma turn a blind eye and smile
Catching you look
Makes me rethink your view
Your eyes don't show your hobby
Are my eyes creating the vision or
The you that shows a vision
But mister
While you're turning taps
Just be careful whose tap you go under
She might not take it well once she finds out
She was just an easy drink and nothing more
Don't let her know she was your energade
I'm not the type to play cliche
So just know I mean it
When I say I've never felt this way
From time to time
I find myself floating with his image
To a place I'd consider showing him
if he is who I want him to be
But mister
Just know I mean it when I say I care
And waiting, that's something I do unintentionally
