Tears (Outro)
[Verse 1: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
I'm sick and tired of singing the wrong words (words that you don't wanna hear)
Tryna write a diary of songs for you
(right before you disappeared)
Hoping you’ll see the love I have here,yeah
(everything that we've been through)
All I make is music for crying (gonna need some more tissues)
[Pre-Chorus: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
Oh, like a river, they fall
Tell me why every song I write
Sounds so sad, sad, sad, yeah
[Chorus: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
I can't get my mind off you
Baby, you're responsible for
All these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano)
Can't think of a melody
That makes you come back to me
Got all these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano)
[Verse 2: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
I'm sick and tired of singing the wrong words (words that I don't wanna say)
Tryna sing my heart so you can hear me far away
(but they'll never sound the same)
Hoping that my voice will remind you (when the radio comes on)
All I make is music for crying ('cause you're the only one I want)
[Pre-Chorus: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
Oh (and oh), like a river, they fall
Tell me why every song I write
Sounds so sad, sad, sad, yeah
[Chorus: Sinneyy & Charlie Puth]
I can't get my mind off you
Baby, you're responsible for
All these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano)
Can't think of a melody
That makes you come back to me
Got all these tears on my piano (all these tears on my piano)
[Part II]
[Verse 1]
Look at my eyes,Tell me this time
Am I the one? Tears that I cry
The pressure is overwhelming like a migraine
No one knows it’s a war inside my brain
I see your green eyes,feel hypnotised
Put the mental health to the side and tell me am I your guy?
Tell me cause I’ll fight for life
Demon time, I wanna go American psycho
Like Christian Bale, feel like Batman in the night
Walking alone with no appeal
Darkness taking over me
How can I see properly
Challenges be forcing me
Anxiety controlling me
Do you still love me?
Cause I got the rizz
No time for kids
More responsible than I ever was before this shit
Now I have to use force and wit
Don’t wanna be a pushover anymore
Close these doors and focus on my heart for sure
Just no more heart break I can’t take much more
Leaning to the drugs for sure
One day their will be a cure for the way that I feel
Soon as I get attached then I conceal
Can’t be me anymore as looks can kill
One photo of me and I get blocked for real
Fixated with or without the bread
Money is a source for income but hurts me to lose more friends
Each year,same shit I recover and then I get depressed
Finding my own circle but it’s too far to connect to the dots
I can’t wife her if she’s known to be a thot
Stop,This is the drop
This is the outro
This is inside of my mind
This how shit goes
I’m alone I’m isolated on this empty road
Tears coming from my eyes
Do you still care about me?
Do you still think of me?