[Verse] For the past eight months, I left my tears in her arms (yeah) Crying while I made these songs (oh) Coming into agreement with these words Feeling like David before the crown [Verse 2] Worn out from subbing, my vision blurred That's the grief, that's the grief How long you want me to struggle With your back turned on me Turn around, answer me Why it feel like you did this on purpose [Hook ] I have a confession You still feel like home But I know I don't belong in hell Any love I gave is yours to keep [Outro ] People like me don't have people We the people that people have Used to wish I could read your mind Now I wonder if I could've handled the truth