I don't remember going to sleep
But I remember waking up to rain
I remember attention I failed to keep paying
I remember bowing my head and just praying
Girl you be tripping press pause you still playing
But baby this ain't MK and you ain't Raiden
T-shirt and shorts in the morning you already up to greet me at the door and
You know we be touring that continental breakfast
Do what I do best now I guess I'm just "that" ex
But that's alright I leave the bed open the blinds for more light
So I can shed some of that truth on the issue
Between the pair of us you used more tissue
But I was always the one who was bleeding
Said I could trust you but who'd you believe in
Now I'm the one who's dead you're the one grieving
Tired of secrets you kept but weren't keeping
Didn't judge by the cover, you weren't even reading
Like Twenty-One Pilots, behave like a heathen
I told you I could read the minds of your familiars
Like watching the viewers from the back of the cinema
Back of the bus asking me "why you so cynical"
Acting like logic was a crime well I'm a criminal
And damn we had ups and downs motioning to get a room
But of course I had those mood swings an emotional pendulum
And just to clarify this ain't all for one person and
They diving between lines but having some trouble resurfacing
But as you already know it's not too hard to break thin ice
Even she who sells sea shells has to pay a fixed price
I'd sell my soul to fill the hollow hole that echoes tomorrow
