[Verse 1] Hands under my clothes You can't let it go You set it up masterfully And then blame it all on me [Verse 2] Cynicism smothering Planted, blossoming in me Our fun is toxic and bold Embellished and oversold [Chorus] Embody me because I am weak And I moved out but I never opened my mouth I never opened my mouth [Verse 3] It's late I'm up on the roof In New York and I hung up on you I can't pay for the mistakes I made So I'll just let this die and decay
