BOUTTA CASHEW

Mental gymnastics How you got me out of your head Teach me your tactics How you got me off of your chest so fast It's like your fingers just snapped And you're good and I'm mad Let me know How you make it look so easy to let me go Why won't you let me in on your secret? 'Cause I'm still picking up pieces I need you to let me know How did you get so, how did you get so cold? Do you still have the poison on the tip of your tongue? 'Cause I see right through the fear inside the back of your love Use your love as a weapon, so you get some leverage Only care for a second, while begging you to Let me know How you make it look so easy to let me go Why won't you let me in on your secret? 'Cause I'm still picking up pieces I need you to let me know How did you get so, how did you get so cold? How did you get so, how did you get so cold? You put me under the ground Yeah, you'll never know What it's like to feel when you're all alone You stain everything around me And I feel darkness around me