Teardrops

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That's enough, just pick yourself up. The tears dry up, the feelings grow.

That's enough, just pick yourself up, and get to the part where you screw it up.

That's enough, just pick yourself up. The tears dry up, the feelings grow.

That's enough, just pick yourself up, and get to the part, -get to the part.

-Back to the picture where he's rushing to my home. Tryna show no emotions, so shut that tip in my phone.

But face of that boy, 'cause a deep perfection of the girl who know the tale he manufactured.

-Look to the left. -Catch him stressing over.

-Look to the left. -See him laughing at my face.

Couple of eyes and he smiles and I cry a little.

Couple of tries and he fucks up -every time like.

-Look in his eyes, see him spinning out lies. Look in his eyes, where he's spending all his time.

Acting like I'm cool, he's putting on a show.

While he's spilling all his secrets, thinking I don't know.

Then he capitalize my emotions all the time and cut the lights out, cut the lights out.

When he agrees to cheating, now flashes light glow. Smile and tell him, "Now it's time for you to GTFO. "

That's enough, just pick yourself up. The tears dry up, the feelings grow.

That's enough, just pick yourself up, and get to the part where you screw it up.

That's enough, just pick yourself up. The tears dry up, the feelings grow.

That's enough, -just pick yourself up. -Pick yourself up.

-And get to the part. -Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

-Where you screw it up. -Look into your eyes, my eyes well up.

If my tears drop, the ground might blow. Love unrequited left me fed up.

But when you smile, my heart just folds. Women ask questions, I shell up.

With you, the answers come in droves. Fell for you quicker than we fell out. How we end up?

Yeah, I don't know. Caught in between and want more, that's enough.

Thought it was love, but one night, it ain't enough. Memories just dance around my temple.

I may not live long if you forget me. Your silhouette's burned into my memory.

This hard drive's never going empty.

How do I restart when my heartbeat wants what it's been wanting?

City playing Chinese whispers way that your words 'bout me have been passed onwards.

Say that I dipped out first, but we know back then it was dead as the still waters.

Now I'm down to say vows on the altar, but your love turned despondent. Carnage that you left is bad karma.

Honestly, I don't wanna dwell longer. But these 2 AM drives from the function leave me with time to ponder.

Used to be with you playing old Kanye, but honestly I wonder.

Spaceships, are they love's metaphor? 'Cause they start in the sky then they crash ground with them.

That's enough, just pick yourself up.

-Yeah. -The tears dry up, the feelings grow.

That's enough, just pick yourself up, and get to the part where you screw it up.

-Yeah, yeah. -That's enough, just pick yourself up.

The tears dry up, the feelings grow. That's enough, just pick yourself up.

-Pick yourself up. -And get to the part.

Yeah, yeah.

Where you screw it -up. -Yeah, yeah.