Maybe it was my eyes
And maybe I stayed because of your lies
I once felt like without you I would die
Now Iβm barely sober, Iβm always high
Maybe it was my smile
I stayed because I craved old love, old style
But love isnβt your style
Maybe it was my hips
Or maybe the way I licked my lips
You sold me a different script
And then you pulled nothing but tricks
Maybe it was everything else but my soul
And maybe I thought I needed you to feel whole
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