Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cyn Santana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jasmin Lopez
Songwriter
Cynthia Pacheco
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Morris
Producer
Derrick "Drawzilla" Carter
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
How did you let us go like this?
Was supposed to happen
Never meant to fall like this
Hand me like I'm back
You was bold and shit
You said I was crazy going through your phone and shit
And I feel my mind running on great miles
I'm losing my shit now, but it all make sense now
Oh heart is breaking, feels like I can't take it
I swear I will never take this
But sometime I be thanking
What if we can go back to those times
When I was on you and you were all mine
I know we can't go back to those nights
I rather be gone and free of your lies
And I was sleep got me lookin' weak
I don't wanna be but I would never be (be,be)
All alone, it isn't that for sure
It's my life, final act curtain closed
That's my type, and it's our type
I don't need perfect pictures
Fuck your for point
Feels sorry but it ain't enough
How you fucked this up
Feeling so triggered
I'm better off without your love
And I feel my mind running on great miles
I'm losing my shit now, but it all make sense now
Oh heart is breaking, feels like I can't take it
I swear I will never take this
But sometime I be thanking
What if we can go back to those times
When I was on you and you were all mine
I know we can't go back to those nights
I rather be gone and free of your lies
And I was sleep got me lookin' weak
I don't wanna be but I would never be (be,be)
All alone, it isn't that for sure
It's my life, final act curtain closed
That's my type, and it's our type
Type-type-type-type
Type-type
Written by: Cynthia Pacheco, Jasmin Lopez