Confessions - Intellectual

[Intro]

I flew above you, tried not to care

But when it's over I’ll be there

I flew above you, tried not care

When it's over I'll be there

I flew above you

I love that you’re a little damaged (Yeah, yeah)

Because it shows that you can manage (Yeah,yeah)

I bought these beautiful flowers, it's sad

'Cause we rip them from their homes and give them to people who don't even love us

See, somehow I always fall in love, got no control

Fighting all my feelings because my soul on a roll

I miss my old heart way back when it was whole

Sick of all the games I really hope you know you're wrong

My only confession would be that I can not steer myself away From the depression, learned my lesson

Baby, better off alone

I only dream there would be roses on the other side

I'm wrong, oh

I'm wrong

Yeah

She the type to do drugs on the weekend

Maybe she the type to leave me from no reason

But too bad that I am too nice, won't stop believing

That she might change for me like my ice change the seasons

Now that my life has changed, they all want me, I’m up now

That I’m that important to say "What's up?" now

To say "What’s up?" now

You say "What's up?" now

They say "What's up?" now