[ Featuring lilith ]
Here's an open letter to my ex
It was never just thank you, next
Here's an open letter to my ex
Here's some things I just need to address
Here's an open letter to my ex
If we don't try this again
In time I pray that you get a guy that's more for you
And a lot better than me next
My pride ain't want me to say that last line
You honestly deserve the world that I can't provide
So for now I'll have a quick drive
Just to pass the time
Shit I guess that's fine
Still have vivid memories of you and me having conversations
In my mom's basement, shit Jersey at our feet
Begging for attention speaking about our wants and needs
And desires in life before our final destination
Instilled confidence in me about things I'd second guess, often
Kept the patience for me, often times I wouldn't have for you
Feeling on edge, as we usually do
Here's an open letter to my ex
It was never just thank you, next
Here's an open letter to my ex
Here's some things I just need to address
But I ask one question cause I know we feeling this defeat but
Do you hear my heart beat
Because I'm barely alive
Barely breathing trying to fix what's been inside my mind since a preteen
We really were a dream team
Or at least we could've been
Arguing and fighting you wanting to speak when space I really need,
Pissing me off to the tenth degree
You just wanting some empathy
But I'm feeling too empty, see
Questioning been sending me
You asking if I'm lying every single second
Repeating the same question (pressing)
Like a different answer you're expecting
Always had been candid even though we ain't together
I ain't get with other women been sinking deep in depression
Dorm a mess and it seems like a prison
Forcing myself to each serving shift at McGlynns when
I stay late I can bet that I know what you're thinking
You thinking, thinking I'm over us and made a switch
But you'd be amidst to know the thoughts I think
Bum a smoke and then sit wonder if I should just opt for an end
Shit, shit got me a list
And there's more than thirteen reasons when my mental illness
Meets my lack of self-worth
And they share a medley of where I felt hurt
So, so shit by the time I don't feel the pain and the heat,
Will you still hear my heart beat?
Will you still hear my heart beat?
Will you still hear my heart beat?
At, at ease..
