[Chorus]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like the rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage
Counting down the breaths
Til the next time
I see you in this life
Or the next
Don't got karma on my side
But I'm praying for a gift
What a run we made, ain't it?
Started with a pure love
Why we have to stain it?
Woah
[Chorus]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like thе rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage
Counting down thе breaths
Til the next time
I see you in this life
Or the next
Don't got karma on my side
But I'm praying for a gift
What a run we made, ain't it?
Started with a pure love
Why we have to stain it?
Woah
[Verse]
Remembering the time you
Met my family
We was talking bout a family
Ain't nobody understand me
Baby girl you understand me
I was tryna up the ante, hmm
Now I'm getting twisted
Off the brandy, hmm
Been awake for days
I need a xanny
Homie told me that you
Use me and you take my love
For granted
Well if that's the case abuse me
I'm just asking that you
Grant me one chance
Search the whole world
For your romance
Now I'm feeling
Like you're gone
[Bridge]
Heart was empty
Girl you fill the gaps
Dark room sipping
On the yak
You been busy
You ain't hit me back
Why you gotta
Do me like that?
Call your phone again like
''Where you at?''
Ohhh
Feel it fading
All to black
The thing about love
Bout love, bout love
You don't ever leave
With feelings intact
[Chorus]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like the rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage
Counting down the breaths
Til the next time
I see you in this life
Or the next
Don't got karma on my side
But I'm praying for a gift
What a run we made, ain't it?
Started with a pure love
Why we have to stain it?
Woah
[Chorus]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like the rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage
Counting down the breaths
Til the next time
I see you in this life
Or the next
Don't got karma on my side
But I'm praying for a gift
What a run we made, ain't it?
Started with a pure love
Why we have to stain it?
Woah
[Bride]
You took a trip
On your spaceship
I waited for you
With patience
I never learned
How to say shit
You never learned
How to pace it
Drunk in your love
I was wasted
Coping with life
In this basement
You was just there
For temptation
You was just there
For temptation
Heart was empty
Girl you fill the gaps
Dark room sipping
On the yak
You been busy
You ain't hit me back
Why you gotta
Do me like that?
Call your phone again like
''Where you at?''
Ohhh
Feel it fading
All to black
The thing about love
Bout love, bout love
You don't ever leave
With feelings intact
[Chorus]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like the rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage
Counting down the breaths
Til the next time
I see you in this life
Or the next
Don't got karma on my side
But I'm praying for a gift
What a run we made, ain't it?
Started with a pure love
Why we have to stain it?
Woah
[Refrain]
Remembering the time you
Met my family
We was talking bout a family
Ain't nobody understand me
The thing about love
Bout love, bout love
You don't ever leave
With feelings intact
[Bridge]
Heart was empty
Girl you fill the gaps
Dark room sipping
On the yak
You been busy
You ain't hit me back
Why you gotta
Do me like that?
Call your phone again like
''Where you at?''
Ohhh
Feel it fading
All to black
The thing about love
Bout love, bout love
You don't ever leave
With feelings intact
Heart was empty
Girl you fill the gaps
Dark room sipping
On the yak
You been busy
You ain't hit me back
Why you gotta
Do me like that?
Call your phone again like
''Where you at?''
Ohhh
Feel it fading
All to black
The thing about love
Bout love, bout love
You don't ever leave
With feelings intact
[Outro]
I feel like you're on
Your own planet
The thought of dying lonely
Girl I really can't stand it
Tryna find the words to express
That my love ain't like the rest
But I-
Guess I can't manage