I guess I’m not good enough
What’s love
Got to do with it
Finally smoothening
The edges of the diamond in the rough
With his acting chops he’s moving with
I feel like
Life was better
When it was still a possibility
I feel like
Life was better
When I popped a feel on you for me

Tragic
A typical tragedy
The type of sadness
That makes your sadness
Only get better at saddening
Saddling
Up on my horse
I wonder whose porch
I’ll live on next
Battling
A series of guilt and remorse
I wonder
If I’ll ever get that text
Dress to undress
Mess to confess
Blessed to being stressed
Being next to being mislead
I feel like in my head
I’m like I’m all good
Then I stalk your instagram
And then all I feel is
Fuck you and fuck your new man
I feel like I want to shout, “I miss you”
In a classroom where they demand that we raise our hands
I’m spilling my heart
You might be thinking
He’s doing this to rack up the streams and plays again
What am I missing
What is it that I’m sorely lacking
I know I be backing
A coveted life with a skillset
What do you mean
I’m not your type
What do you mean that other guy
You met on Friday nights
Is better
Suitable for you to raise children
Girl make it make sense
What a shame to turn a great future
Into a angry past tense
I feel like I might cleanse my soul
From having any thoughts of you
Cause if I have any
I’ll be wanting you
I’ll be desiring to protect you from forces that want to be haunting you
And I feel like coming onto you
Is an end destination that is so 슬퍼
You get what you ask for
I got you when I told Cupid, “아니 그거”