Click City

Don’t show me love
Don’t  show me love
Don’t  show me love
Don’t show me no love

Don't show me love
Don't  show me love
Don't  show me no love

Mmmm, I’ve been up all night
Mmmm,  took too much this time
Mmmm, wrapped around my thoughts like
What’s the hour for wilted roses
And what’s the best time to leave you broken
She’ll  leave you broken, I know
Said what’s the hour for wilted roses
And what’s the best time
She’ll leave you broken in this rhyme

I know you feel me
You check this Insta on the daily
It’s crazy
Know you been me thinking bout me lately
Baby, I know
Cause maybe I’m just as lost
Internet to go fix my heart
But it’ll tear it apart
It’ll tear it apart
These comments fade in the dark
And I’m starting to
Get sick of it
I’m sick of this, sick of hits
Won’t waste another click
Perpetuate a single image
Only on here to connect to other artists
With a vision
And still I’m tripping up
Expecting me to blow up
Interpret this kind of content as persona
I’m appalled
Don’t get involved
Said don’t get involved
No DMs or calls, no

Click City
It’s Click-Click City
Click City
It’s Click-Click City
Coming home
Click City, to Click-Click City
All this time and you spend it on your phone, no

Walking 'round town like you’ve something to do
We already know
They way that you move
Step with your heart on your sleeve
But you’re guarded, it seems
Like you've been hurt so you put up a wall
And press reverse
Know it’s rehearsed
When that caption be like
Living my best life
Late at night she feeling maybe otherwise
And other lies
Catered to the masses
Sleep on egotistical
This inflatable mattress
Yeah

What’s the hour for wilted roses
And what’s the best time to leave you broken
She’ll leave you broken, I know
Said what’s the hour for wilted roses
And what’s the best time
She’ll leave you broken in this rhyme

Just let that sh*t breathe
Just let that sh*t go
Just let this feeling sit
Just let these words flow