Panic Cord

Holding on to memories of you and me

We didn't last a year, oh

We're just a box of souvenirs, cause

Maybe-be-be-be oh

I remember screenshottin' pics off her Instagram

And I took her to my land, tryna find out what she into

I was just lookin' for a girl for the winter

To practice baby makin' on them lazy days and

I kept her wet on them rainy days

Then I let her hang over a little too much

And now that we're ****ed up

Can't even blame it on the liquor

Just another cold arse *****

Couple too many of them couple looking pictures

I make another cold bad ***** run round

Screaming "****** ain't ****" cause ****** ain't ****

And I wish I could prove you wrong and more

And then maybe you could stay the way you are

Cause I heard that

You kept all-you-you kept all the-kep

You kept all the things I threw

You kept all-you-you kept all-kep

You kept all the things I threw

Now I'm the one that she won't forget

And maybe she's the one I'll forever regret

And I guess it makes sense that we can't be friends

Not even a wave when I see you on ends

No refunds for the time she spent, nope

Just another memory and memories fade

And I still think about her like every day

And I heard some ****, man I hope she okay

Like **** it, might text her, just say "hey"

Maybe cause I miss her

Maybe cause I'm just another power trippin' *****

Tryna get back in the picture

Cause I can't see her with a mister

I'm too bad for the good girl

Too good for the bad ones

Cupid ran out of arrows

Nowadays everybody bangin' like handguns

You kept all-you-you kept all the-kep

You kept all the things I threw

You kept all-you-you kept all-kep

You kept all the things I threw

The more that you keep coming over

The more I know it's over dear-de-dear, oh

We're just a box of souvenirs

And maybe, I pulled the panic cord

Maybe you were happy, I was bored

Maybe I wanted you to change

Maybe I'm the one to blame

Maybe you we're just too nice to me

No one man should have all this power

And no one girl should have all this heartache

Especially when she's so gorgeous

But she's in love with them brothers in them Porche's

She's in love with them brothers in them Benz's

Who would just love being spoilt for choices

So we're all out here massaging egos

Different happy endings, same old stories

Cause she's ****in' out of hope, uh

And we **** for the glory, uh

Catch her slippin' when she tipsy

Like **** it, she can suck it cause she horny, uh

No point pretendin'

She don't get nuttin' from love like tennis

Us players always take advantage

And we never let deuces end it

She in the club and she's got reception

Drunk texts are complete with errors

Like "where are you?," "what are you doing?"

"I wanna you see", "Come and get me"

So I pick her up from that rave

I put her into my Range

She got a new man, said I've been replaced

But even Facebook couldn't fill my space

So it's straight back to my place

Couple more shots, couple more shots

Drinkin' champagne on the kitchen floor

Confess our love and then we ****

But she's a good girl at heart

She went and got that **** broke

Now this one beat won't help to make it flow

Cuh I know that

This meant more-this-this meant more to

This meant more to you than it did to me

This meant more-this-this meant more to

This meant more to you than it did to