SODA

You're like Soda
I promise one or twice a week ain't bad like Cola
But it's when it's over I stare at the wall, feel so numb
Throwing out all these pictures out, I'll burn the folder
I'm running up and down these streets, I'm feeling so dumb
I'm number one for missing road signs
Never know the turn, I think I'm on my fourth fine
And maybe if you shot your signals like a drone strike
I would be prepared like workers in the coal mines
Jump inside those memories, live em like Blues Clues
I feel whole reliving them, I never meant to use you
I guess I'm my own enemy, he's causing me to lose you
Sitting in your pocket, pokeball, till you say choose you
Blame myself, I feel like my victim card is fake
Had a 10 mile headstart but I never seem to win the race
Pass the baton, time to talk, when I was with you I felt safe
Crackin sodas in the sun, it takes me back, I want that taste
You're like Soda
I promise one or twice a week ain't bad like Cola
But it's when it's over I stare at the wall, feel so numb
Throwing out all these pictures out, I'll burn the folder
I'm running up and down these streets, I'm feeling so dumb
I promise one or twice a week ain't bad like Cola
But it's when it's over I stare at the wall, feel so numb
Throwing out all these pictures out, I'll burn the folder
I'm running up and down these streets, I'm feeling so dumb
I never make my time in there last
Everything moves too quick, I can't make a catch
Lights on in the red room, photos fading fast
I'm sitting in the dark, I wish I had you back
I'm a changed man, I'm no longer stuck in the rut you saw me in
I'm talking shade, tan but I do not need the light that you brought me in
I'm talking ray bans, shielded from your scans
Feels planned, building up your dam
The hope you placed in my heart
That one day I'll be okay was shrouded with deceit
Left a mark, you are the queen of Spades
I promise you I'll never go dark on you I only pray
You leave me and the spark in my heart that you left in me
You're like Soda
I promise one or twice a week ain't bad like Cola
But it's when it's over I stare at the wall, feel so numb
Throwing out all these pictures out, I'll burn the folder
I'm running up and down these streets, I'm feeling so dumb
I promise one or twice a week ain't bad like Cola
But it's when it's over I stare at the wall, feel so numb
Throwing out all these pictures out, I'll burn the folder
I'm running up and down these streets, I'm feeling so dumb