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Parker Jack
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(Hurts, let the love sprin' out)
(Although it hurts, let the love sprin' out)
(Although it hurts, let the love sprin' out)
(Although it hurts, let the love sprin' out)
(Although it hurts)
A put the barrel to my head and send a text to my mother
I'd be better off dead (bang)
The message said, "Reggie text me back", sayin' that's some nonsense
I hit her back, "Mama, I think that I've fuckin' lost it"
Got some pills in my system and some liquor down my throat
I'm not playin' the victim, I hate bein' on my road
She tryin' call me now, but I won't answer my phone
Sweat runnin' down my head, losin' feelin' in my toes
And shakin' from my nerves, but I won't drop that gun
Time to take my fuckin' life, I swear to God that I'm done
Hand slipped and it answered the phone
I can hear it saying, "Please! Parker don't go!"
Now's your time to fuckin' leave, it's time to take a breath
Parker just breathe
Five minutes away, can you please wait for me?
My mother's so numb, I can't say no words to her
It hurts even more 'cause I know my worth to her
I know I'm selfish for desertin' her
But I can't tell if it's worse for her, or if it's worse for me
I take it to the force, let them fuckin' search for me
I got my shoes tied, dirty Nike's on my feet
Pills are finally kickin' in, I can barely even see
I opened up the door, my problems started to flee
'Cause the pain that started this will be over for me
I hope it will be over for me
I've been feelin' lonely, lately
What if I go?
Will I find peace for me? Maybe
Last letter that I wrote
Last letter that I wrote
Walkin' along the train tracks alone again
Got my girl on the phone again
This shit you can't take back, now I'm losin' hope again
Memories on playback, I just don't know how to cope with them
Tell her that I'm tryna keep my head up, but I'm fed up and
I can hear the voice inside that tells me to get up and
'Cause of her, that I'm tryna hold it together
My body foldin' as I'm holdin' this phone and writin' my final letter
Now she's cryin' and screamin' tryna believe it
I feel like I'm dying, I'm leaving
My knuckles hurt from all the punches, I've been fightin' my demons
Now she's runnin' like she's never done, tryin' to breathe and
No rush babe, it's somethin' that I'm done with
I've thought about this many times, how I'm fuckin' nothing
And I don't see no love and, I look around
I look around for somethin' to remind me to stick around
And in life pussy, no signs, so fuck it (fuck it, fuck it)
Now she's tryna talk me out of it
Screaming, "Calm down, there's other ways to go about it"
"Sorry, I didn't believe you, why would I ever doubt it?"
"I'm comin' over now", like her presence would ever stop it
Nah!
Sittin' in my hoodie
Sweat is pourin' and I'm nervous
Think of what I could be if everythin' was more perfect
Should I take the leap of faith? See no reason why I shouldn't
Well, this world only made me see and believe in what I couldn't
Damn, we almost didn't put through
And if we didn't me and Parker wouldn't be talkin' to you
Follow you, or come from broken heart and broken homes
Know that you're not lost, just 'cause you're a broken soul
(Although it hurts, let the love sprin' out)
(Although it hurts, let the love sprin' out)
Writer(s): Parker Hudson David Jack
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