razy lazy, my spirit's hazy
undone fun putting clouds over my inner sun
no one relationship should shake shit
so much so that i must shapeshift in my own life
must fake my smile
and in a while my mental turnstile
gets crammed in and jammed up
and compliments
like dollars i tried to feed that shit broken memories
so naturally shit didn't make sense
so intense, the dense consensus that there's
greener fields on the other side of the fence
and with the thought that you feel that i hit and run
my heart starts to darken like the setting sun
there is nothing i can do
to make you feel like our love's alive
the thought of losin' you just never star-crossed my mind
baby, if you lie, then we're through
you think i'm crazy
oh, i know i'm crazy
you kissed me so you really can't blame me
they said you'd be the only one to tame me
i gave you my he(art) and you became me
why did you go?
you always try to ask it but you always don't know
we're in slow-mo
i could say a thousand words like you a photo
my he(art)'s on Pluto and yers is on Saturn
we break up, you break down, i break through this pattern
please... please just pick up the phone…
‘cause i'm tired, and i'm sick, and i'm scared of being alone
with the thought that you feel that i hit and run
my heart starts to darken like the setting sun
there is nothing i can do
to make you feel like our love's alive
the thought of losin' you just never star-crossed my mind
baby, if you leave, then we're through
i realize what you meant you said
you'd rather Love from afar with yer head buried in yer bed
instead of frettin' i'm buyin' records of Madvillain
that mad masked man makes my bad sad attacks chillin'
i'm feelin' this beat
and keep my head noddin' to it ‘til my feet are asleep
i keep my mind on my destiny effortlessly
cuz sexlessness is hellish and you were a heavenly angel
it's strange, how Love calls you to her chest
then cuts you off and makes you fight for the rest
i been tested, just like the rest did
i been bested, i guess i coulda guessed
i expressed it when we were standin' in yer kitchen:
our dreams are still real but the reality we dreamed isn't
so once yer finished, wipe the tears from yer cheeks
cuz nothin' is perfected in a matter of weeks
with the thought that you feel that i hit and run
my heart starts to darken like the setting sun
there is nothing i can do
to make you feel like our love's alive
the thought of losin' you just never star-crossed my mind
baby, don't give yer Love away

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