Timeless Interlude Pt. II

[Intro: Bryson Tiller & Stokley] Ooh-wee baby (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) I would like to put that behind us, please don't remind us Must be in here, in my conscious, sometimes I prefer Being unconscious, being point honest, a part needed That's why I thought I could be honest with you for a second (Love, when it falls apart) [Chorus: Bryson Tiller & Stokley] That's right, I tried to give you everything (A thousand pieces) Now you say you movin' on to better things Left me here with nothing, you took everything [Verse 1: Bryson Tiller & Stokley] When can we discuss it? Told me you don't wanna talk Okay then, fuck it, let me talk All you gotta do is listen Part two, can I rеvisit? No time-specific, just when shit was bliss, now look at this That wе took this pic in like twenty-one, six When shit was different, back when we was hittin' platinum Just not gettin' back from (For real) Sold out tickets back-to-back, no kiddin', that was really factual I'm really tapped into my inner passion I'm really back and they can feel it actually Like Neil would say, "Come on, let's get it active" Until this day we still get it active Been away, been away to go back (Yeah) [Chorus: Bryson Tiller & Stokley] That's right, I tried to give you everything (A thousand pieces), everything Now you say you movin' on Left me with nothing, you took everything (A thousand pieces) [Verse 2: Bryson Tiller & Stokley] Everything right here is where you belong Yeah, you took my heart and broke it into (A thousand pieces) 'Cause my lovin' is timeless for you You see my love is forever and always (A thousand pieces) But our anniversary just passed and it hurts for me to ask this But could you not treat me like a has-been? I think we better than that Oh, we not better than that? Damn, I forget it and act like it never happened but The thing about love is [Outro: Stokley & Bryson Tiller] Love, when it falls apart And it breaks your heart Into a thousand pieces Time, take this blues away And if it's love you say Please be sure you mean it, oh The thing about love is Love is for fools, man, fuck love You hate me, love me and then hate me again Then have the nerve to say we can't make amends Wait