Old Fruit

He wrote me a love letter with words pending

Like I would get the message.

Dealing with heartbreaks and karmic endings

Scared of repetition

Empty conversations

Man, love is overrated!

Why did you fake it?

You are nothing but old fruit to me

Was like yesterday

you would pick me up, cruise ‘round the city

I- Swear it wasn’t love

I caved into lust

Sadness guaranteed

I – tried to give it up, give it up

Wishful thinking

Every single touch

Lingers on my skin

Gotta new safety

But lately

It’s the same old, same things

You ain't fresh baby

Nothing but old fruit, to me

It’s the same old same things!

Won't give you my luvin'

It’s sweet but you're rotten

Won't give you my luvin'

Won't give you my-

Won't give you my luvin'

It's sweet but you're rotten

Won't give you my luvin'

Won't give you my-

He wrote me a love letter with words pending

Like I would get the message.

Dealing with heartbreaks and karmic endings

Scared of repetition

Empty conversations

Man, love is overrated!

Why did you fake it?

Why did you fake it?