Two hands cupped
On years full of love
Patiently stuck
I waited so long
Glass in our lungs
Smoking from a broken bong
And it's high time we finally fuck
So what's holding it up?
All power
All power to you to my love
I'm tied to you, my love
I'm tied to you
Im bold out here
Cause I'm getting old out here posted up
Just tryna talk to you, my love
Just tryna talk to you
It's fine having you here and all
But sometimes I just need a lil space that I could call my own
But in time, I'll be lone
I guess I don't mind having you here
Having you here
I guess I don't
I guess I don't mind having you here
