I never would've thought that
Feelings could get thrown in the air
'Cause I accidentally caught that
I need some new boxing gloves,
shit got hectic whenever I fought back
For example, ten minutes can't go past
without you brushing my thoughts
That's fourteen forty a day
so I'll say a hundred and forty four times
I think about you or something like that
Lost match, the fucking thought of you
I don't like that cellular convos
getting left in the wrong
'Cause I get so fucking mad
when you don't write back
I just happen to rhyme when I get emo
And find time to write facts (fuck)

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Get nowI'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled
You're good at being perfect
We're good at being troubled
I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled
You're good at being perfect
We're good at being troubled
Girl you fucking with my emotions
The fuck is all this noise about
I even considered picking up smoking
You turned to a bitch, who let the dogs out
Crazy who makes me the happiest
Let's get lost in your wonder-er-land,
You're perfectly perfect for me
What the fuck is this, practice
Actually, if you even consider leaving
I'll lose a couple screws in due time,
And yuo will see the meaning of stalking
When I pop out the dark to find you
that you're seeing with an attitude
Then proceed to fuck up your evening
Make sure you never meet again
'Cause when I hear your name,
that my heart stops beating
And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding
Life without you has no goddamn meaning
Sorry I'm passive aggressive
like these goddamn seasons
I'll fall for you, but I love you
I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled
You're good at being perfect
We're good at being troubled
The sky is falling, girl,
The sky is falling, girl,
The sky is falling, girl,
let's try to catch it tonight
The sky is falling, girl,
The sky is falling, girl,
The sky is falling, bitch,
let's try to catch it tonight, come on
I like when we hold hands
And if I see that nigga (if I see him)
(Spend the rest of my life,
or we could die together, you and me)
love love, love, (love, love) love
I'm bad at keeping my emotions bubbled
You're good at being perfect
We're good at being troubled
He isn't such a badass actually
He's only here because he ran away
Because some shit happened back home
Yo, what happened happened