Lyrics : Thomas Reid/Jeremy Fedryk/Isaiah Faber/Anthony Tubbs/Willem Bakker
Music : Thomas Reid/Jeremy Fedryk/Isaiah Faber/Anthony Tubbs/Willem Bakker
Give me a reason to hurt me
I’m so good at lying
‘Bout why I’m alone
Like math class, I’m problematic
No equations to stay in balance
I’m half okay, and like half insane
And you’re half the same so we laugh in pain
I’m stressed out and you are too
On a roll like R2, you went D2 for that one sport
Still pressing me on that full court
Shot my shot when I had to
And they tried to block, but it passed through
I got in the zone like that defense that you tried to use
When I asked if you’re okay, you said no way
Like just stop the music, just stop the songs
You ain’t cared at all when you dropped the ball
So don’t try to talk when I’m gone
Give me a reason for searching
I miss you, I’m trying
Wish you would come home
Ay, I know our house ain’t perfect, it ain’t ever been
All these sticky situations somehow we keep steppin’ in
Pushing signs to the side, bring out plans, irrelevant
I’ve learned a lot, I’m patient so
Now maybe we could settle this
Every time, same old thing
Gotta watch out, your kisses sting
baby Call me cool, no walking out
Tryna speak with love, and I put you down
And this time, you’ll fall back into my arms again
And this time, keep you safe where your heart has been
Give me a reason to hurt me
I’m so good at lying
‘Bout why I’m alone
Give me a reason for searching
I miss you, I’m trying
Wish you would come home