Now I know we said things, did things that we didn’t mean… Naw ay now wi sed tings, did tings dat wi dident miinĪnd we fall back into the same patterns, same routine… And wi fol bak intu de seim paterns, seim rutinīut your temper’s just as bad as mine is… Bat yior tempers yast as baad as main is Guess that’s why they call it window pane… Gues dats way dey col et window pein Now you get to watch her leave out the window… Naw yiu get tu watch jer liv aut de window Life is no Nintendo game… Laif is no Nintendo gueim You don’t get another chance… Yiu dont get anoder chanz Next time you show restraint… Next taim yiu show restreint Sound like broken records playing over but you promised her… Saund laik browken records pleyin over bat yiu promisd jer Yesterday is over, it’s a different day… Yesterdey is ouver, its a diferrnt dey Guess that they don’t know you ‘cause today that was yesterday… Guez dat dey dont now yiu coz tudey dat was yesterdey So they say you’re best to go your separate ways… So dey sey yuar best tu gow yior separeit weys It controls you both… It controls yiu bouf It’s the rage that took over,… Its de reich dat luuk ouver So lost in the moments when you’re in them… So lost in de moments wen yuar in dem Throw ‘em down, pin ‘em… Tdrow em dawn, pin em You push, pull each other’s hair, scratch, claw, bit ‘em… Yiu push, pul ich oders jeir, escratch, clo, bit em Now you’re in each other’s face spewing venom in your words when you spit them… Naw yuar in ich oders feiz espiuwin venom in yior wuords wen yiu espit dem You swore you’d never hit ‘em never do nothing to hurt ‘em… Yiu suor yud never jit em, never du notin tu jert em Now you’re getting fuc$ing sick of looking at ‘em… Naw yuar guerin fakin sik of lukin at em Yeah, them chills you used to get ‘em… Yiea, dem chils yiu yiusd tu get em Got that warm fuzzy feeling… Gat dat warm fazy filin You meet and neither one of you even know what hit ‘em… Yiu miit and nider wan of yiu iven now wat jit em You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when you’re with ‘em… Yiu ever lov sombary so match yiu can berly britd wen yuar wit em I guess I don’t know my own strength… Ay gues ay dont now may own estrengtdīut that’s alright because I like the way it hurtsīut that’s alright because I love the way you lie I laid hands on her, I’ll never stoop so low again… Ay leid jands on jer, ayll never estup so low agein
“I don’t even know his name.”… “Ay dont iven now jis neim”
I’m Superman with the wind at his back, she’s Lois Lane… Aym Superman wit de wind at jis bak, shis Luis Leinīut when it’s bad it’s awful, I feel so ashamed I snapped… Bat wen its baad its owful, ay fiil so asheimd ay esnapd It’s so insane cause when it’s going good, it’s going great… Its so insein coz wen its goin guud, its goin greit “Wait! Where you going?”… “Weit!” Wer yiu goin? It’s like I’m huffing paint and I love her the more I suffer, I suffocate… Its laik aym jafin peint and ay lov jer de mor ay safer, ay sofokeitĪnd right before I’m about to drown, she resuscitates me… And raigt bifor aym abaut to drown, shi resasciteits mi I can’t breathe but I still fight while I can fight… Ay ken britd bat ay estil faigt wail ay can faigtĪs long as the wrong feels right it’s like I’m in flight… As lon as de wruong fiils raigt its laik aym in flaigt I can only tell you what it feels like… Ay can only tel yiu wat it fiils laikĪnd right now there’s a steel knife in my windpipe… And raigt naw derz a estil naif in may windpaip
I can’t tell you what it really is… Ay kent tel yiu wat it riily es