Too honest

This is a message I should’ve text

A letter I should’ve sent yeah

 

 

Spliff rolled just like my thoughts are tied up

Say what you mean tell me I was never enough

I treated you better than the rest,

I guess life is a test

nothing will ever be the best

And that one’s on me heads messed

Your party days were reignited mine had already gone

Writing this thinking are you even worth a song?

Are you worth 16 or 32

32 months I am due

Say you loved me and I loved you too

Say to every memory I’ll destroy ya

Sitting at home my paranoia and the anxiety

That’s bottled up inside of me

Didn’t mean to make assumptions that just

Comes free

With the rest of my baggage

I’m grateful you could manage

But every girl I flirt with,

They flirt back,

I sabotage myself say it isn’t working

They don’t react

They just move on

How can I move on

When you’re something I can’t improve on?

Fuck

Lyrics worsen, I’m not that kind of person.

To go and write a banger,

I use dead slang here

Every emotion is portrayed raw

Your next boyfriend,

If he don’t treat you right I’mma hit him in his fucking jaw

For real,

This is how I feel

It takes so much to heal,