i know from your stories
that you will walk away
when things don't go your way
and end the call
as the fun starts to fall
cut off ties when you no longer
can lie
i'm not fast but i see us in the long run
from start to finish
i'll be ready any minute
and i know it baby
that i talk with fillers
but sometimes they shoot too fast
like a bullet
and my mind's an arcade
i have many chances for us with my tokens
but i think i drove too fast
and now it's game over.
-are we over?
you're a bird, baby
you fly with freedom and i don't have
any slightest thoughts to cage you
let alone own you but i left some space
so that you will linger a little longer
but life's a boat
sometimes it sways
sometimes it swoons
sometimes it crashes
i believe that we're the latter but let me
remind you again that life's a boat
and boats can be fixed and built
so do us.
listen, baby
calling you one rolled my tongue
but my pride is trippin'
to claim that the fault is mine
blame me with all your guts
the gun is all yours and the shots are
mine but
will you?
i'm done emptying all i got
and put it on the table
and i end this with a sorry
so that i can get a credit
for manners
but it's a bummer if
you are quitting this,
the fun has just about to begin.
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