ISSBROKIE
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I got nothing to lose
Without you
Felt so stuck in my roots
Until I found you
You gave me something to prove
Money to put my mouth to
I feel your hand slipping loose
So i’ll allow you

It didn’t have to be this way
Taking my hand
Just to throw my trust into outer space
Faking your brand
Just another test in my drowning faith
Tryna get me fucked up
Tryna take the innocence I found away
Honestly you’re just another reason why I woke up with a frown today

But that’s okay
Though I’m betrayed, I swear I won’t ever forget you
I’ll be okay, though I still wish I hadn’t met you
You got me crying in my best friends guest room
I push the pillows to my face inside this bedroom
I’m sitting wishing that I didn’t ever wanna go and let you in

I got nothing to lose
Without you
Felt so stuck in my roots
Until I found you
You gave me something to prove
Money to put my mouth to
I felt your hand slipping loose
So I allowed you