Verse 1:
Girl what's the point of talking if what we saying ain't true. I'd walk a mile in your shoes to put down your issues/ and your smile is the truth when it comes to the truth/ before me, I would barely see it. I'll put it to use/ Because you ain't the type to deserve what you settle for/ There comes a time when heartbreak ain't even a metaphor/ hated to see you accept neglection cause if you made up of perfection/ then what the hell are you settling for/ You at a war with yourself. don't see a need to proceed it/ because you're good the way you are, and I see it/ you ain't a puzzle anymore in multiple pieces/ because I found you in a whole and have a need to complete it/ all the others prior to me were hardly decent/ and if they put your heart in pieces what's the point of their being/ sick of seeing your tears and hearing your cries/ cause deep inside there ain't a reason for you to be weakened/ so lemme tear your barriers you've been puttin up/ save you from yourself from telling you, you ain't good enough/ You say my vision is blinded by like some stupid love/ but actually with you the only place that i can look is up

Chorus (2x):
Now you and I, you and I
you are the reason that my mind is realigned
and I realize that you're the one, the one to stay
and I know that you and I will make it to another day


Verse 2:
Listening to the separation and dividends/ of yelling elderlies seldomingly solving bitter ends/ through all the arguing and screaming it's just pettiness/ middle class acts pretending like they are penniless/ I'd never guess that my only request/ is solely to survive from day to the next/ and yet at the same time try to pay my respects/ to someone driven insane by the pain and the stress/ so now open arms, sounds more like open fire/ weapons are overdrawn while the conversations get dryer/ looks in my mom's eyes and they ain't the same anymore/ nothing was the same just like the album that drake recorded/ at least I have my girl that would prolly live in a cell with me/ some think it's crazy if she would endure hell with me/ but she the greatest for sticking and being real with me/ luckiest and grateful that she is like even still with me/ cause I don't even know if I'm sane still/ I need to see a freakin doctor. where are my pain pills? and the feeling of being held hostage, compels hostile feelings toward the family can't be nothing but cautious/ I don't even know if I'm living like I all ready lost it/ forget it. maybe I am a psycho like 8 on nonsense/ and here I write hopelessly wishing that I could stop it/ I think my girl is the reason that I still have a conscience/

Chorus (2x)