Two chains hanging off your chest when you kiss me So strange, who´d´ve thought we´d get here with our history?
You know I tried to be what he thought I was, I wasn´t I tried to be everything I thought he wanted And truthfully, I´m so over but stuck on it And if I´m honest
I´m still waiting at the greenlight Tell you what I feel like, but I can´t go home Still tryna make a beeline Stuck up in a rewrite of the same song Band-Aids and bullet holes don´t go I can´t unhear shit I´ve been told Guess I never hear right Maybe it´s a greenlight, but I can´t go