I thought i had control over thoughts of my own
But there is something strange
Feels like im losing the game
My face my scars my voice
That fucking all
I dont know how to love
Im left feeling like i am at fault
You keep playing
Im not good enough
He aint a keeper
Love aint a battle
We keep building homes
In empty spaces
He aint a sinner
We is just an illusion
We keep on drawing maps
With sand in our hands
They want the truth
But i give it all
I am not made for the charts
I just break through the flaws
Trust is broken it doesnt heal fast
Love doesnt fix
It gives a scar that lasts a scar that lasts
Im left feeling like i am at fault
You keep playing
Im not good enough
My fault
My fault
My fault
My fault
My fault
My fault
He aint a keeper
Love aint a battle
We keep building homes
In empty spaces
He aint a sinner
We is just an illusion
We keep on drawing maps
With sand
He aint a keeper
Love aint a battle
We keep building homes
In empty spaces
He aint a sinner
We is just an illusion
We keep on drawing maps
With sand in our hands