Nona

(Penda Rocket)

[Verse 1: Tender Heart]

Was I young and dumb?
Was I young and under an evil spell that gave me the impression that we were suppose to last forever

I never thought for a second that our feelings would stop flirting
My feelings started floating to a planet of poverty
A planet of no property

A planet of endless suffering that delights itself in despair
With an appearance titled “partially damaged”

I was tarnished
But this is not a song about how your actions activated my depression

This is my confession session
I honestly feel like we need to talk
And walk in the presence of honesty

Cause real recognize real right?

I still love you
But I was told that you den moved on
So I had to let go of what I was holding on

To sing this song with sincerity
Hope you remember me

Hook:

Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five years from now
You probably sitting on your front porch
Reminiscing of all the times that we had
And I hope that you remember that I was the boy that loved you
Despite the fact I hurt you
You hurt me too, Nona

[Verse 2: Tender Heart]

You, hide your feelings, hide your feelings but I watch your feelings watch me
And if they not then why the hell did you hand me that stupid jacket as a gift to me

Don't get me wrong I really loved it but it came as a package with a concealed message
I conceived a conception of your actions as pitiful, reversed compassion

I’m sorry
My emotions are afflicted so I had to go and pause and think about it with passion

I've been slacking cause I find myself standing beside myself
Crying for help
Cause how am I to understand myself without your help

It's like I’m holding a dead rose in my hand with every thorn piercing through the best part of me as a man

My mama taught me, that women are supposed to be cared for like a blossoming rose in a dying desert

It's significant that you know how significant you were to my significance
This piece is evidence

Hook:

Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five years from now
You probably sitting on your front porch
Reminiscing of all the times that we had
And I hope that you remember that I was the boy that loved you
Despite the fact I hurt you
You hurt me too

Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five, Forty-five years from now (Nona, Nona)
You probably sitting on your front porch (Nona)
Reminiscing of all the times that we had (Nona)
And I hope that you remember that I was the boy that loved you (Nona, Nona)
Despite the fact I hurt you
You hurt me too, Nona