[Verse 1: Roberto]
I've been contemplating craziness
Here amidst the blades I sit
Chilling on a patch of grass and faded off an eigth of it
I'm dumb and sad, been cutting class to puff and pass the smoke
I'm under average, running back to something at the woke
And then there's you: a depiction of classic imagery
(We) had a couple classes
(I) used to sit in back and witness the
Beauty that you resonated, knew me back in better days
I threw a couple song up on the demo tape to serenade you
And as I reflect upon our escapade
We probably could've gone a little further than a second date
But take it back to seventh grade
When you first said my name
And I began to scribble yours
In class with my pen and paper
Ever since, I'm painting portraits with my letters
Of your elegance of course
You're an edifice of gorgeousness
With elements of warmth within your heart
I want to right my wrongs
And hopefully you'll change your mind
Until then I'll be writing songs

[Hook (Sampled)]
You belong with me you
I will never free you
You're here with me
I don't need to buy love
You're a slave to my love
In every way, you're mine
[Verse 2: Atlas]
Softspoken, heartbroken
Those too often used to describe tonight's host
On a tonight show called:
"I Hope The Scripts That I Wrote Work
Wonders Well Enough to be Fixing What I Broke"
Young ghost but the shell has been ripped away quick
Since the past turned sour with a lemonade sip
Tried to integrate quick
But my innovation was all but lost upon your invitation
It led to dark days hovering above another memory
Sparked praise, writing of the trouble in our embassy
The heartbreak, a topic that I'm often known for mentioning
Then art came, filling in the gaps that rested in between