I look out my window phone
I see all the people in their homes
Tryna make sense of it
Girl beats on the drums
Her boy tryin’ to keep up with how to love
Tryna make sense of it
You’re so right
That you’re wrong
You’re Tryna make sense of it
I’m a flip-flopper but at least I’m growin’
I’m a show stopper do you see me changin’
I’m a hypocrite of my former self, but that’s the price of maturin’
Tryna make sense of it
Tired-a-livin’ in grey
Watch you use all the colors to show the way
I’d prolly make a mess of it
Give me the bad with the good
Stark contrast is good for you babe to see the truth
It’s my will and testament
You wanna get high
Then get low, on ya knees
Only way to get over it
I’m a flip-flopper but at least I’m growin’
I’m a show stopper do you see me changin’
I’m a hypocrite of my former self, but that’s the price of maturin’
Tryna make sense of it
You don’t know which way to go
But you can’t do it on your own
Cancel culture’s a culture vulture
You’re just confused
I’m a flip-flopper but at least I’m growin’
I’m a show stopper do you see me changin’
I’m a hypocrite of my former self, but that’s the price of maturin’
Tryna make sense of it
