[Verse 3] They say “follow your heart,” I tried, it left no map Just a trail of missed calls, unread texts, and a gap Minimum-wage fantasies, blue vest on my back Pushin’ carts through the rain, pushin’ dreams off track You ever stand in a parking lot and feel like the prop? Like your name’s on the schedule but not on the top? You clock out of the shift, but the pain don’t stop Don’t get PTO from feelin’ like a certified flop Can’t Venmo your trauma, can’t PayPal your hurt Can’t Google a soulmate, can’t Amazon worth You can DoorDash a meal, you can Hinge for a flirt But you can’t Prime-ship a hand to pull you out of the dirt I’ve been starin’ at these barrels, but they metal of time Double-loaded with the years I been wastin’ in rhyme If tomorrow is a target, then today’s just a crime I keep robbin’ my own future for a comfortable decline I told myself “love’s broke,” but that’s half a report It’s my fear in a suit, in a witness support I built a courtroom of doubt, gave my hope a retort Then sentenced my own heart to a lifetime in court [Bridge] I’m locked in these four walls, drywall confession booth Wi-Fi is my stained glass, browser tabs the proof History full of searches for a shortcut to truth But I still can’t Ctrl+Z all the days of my youth Every line that I type is a nail in my myth Every rhyme that I spit just unveils what I stiffed I wanted love to be magic, a free Uber to bliss But never tipped the driver, then complained when I missed [Verse 4] Some nights I curse fate, some nights I curse game Some nights I curse every crush I never tried to claim But the common denominator always spell my name Fear in the credits rollin’ at the end of my frame I wanted a queen fallin’ out a car in slow motion Like she’d pull up to my curb with a lifetime devotion But I’m stuck at this same desk, starin’ out at the ocean Of my notifications, mistakin’ that for emotion Love don’t clean debt, it just shares the despair Two people in the red, now you both gaspin’ for air If you never learned to swim, don’t blame the water you tear You dove in with steel boots and called the sea unfair I ain’t sayin’ love’s fake, I’m sayin’ I ain’t equipped Tryna run full-court feelin’s with emotional rips Tryna fly first class heart with a counterfeit script Tryna toast to forever with a cracked glass grip [Hook] Love doesn’t work— Not when you bolt every door that it knocks on Not when you ghost every chance that it locks on Not when your pride wear armor and your truth got no socks on Cold feet on tile, watchin’ destiny walk on If love fixed life, we’d all be cured in a week But we still owe rent, still cry when we weak It ain’t therapy in a bottle, it ain’t God when we speak It’s a mirror that reflects every crack in your cheek [Outro] So here I sit, 2026, blue light on my face Typing “love doesn’t work” like a closing case But the cursor keep blinkin’ like it’s savin’ my place Like it’s askin’ “You sure you wanna live in this space?” Maybe love ain’t broken, maybe I just won’t learn Maybe all my burnt bridges still waitin’ to burn ‘Til I step out these walls, take a real heart turn This song just a matchstick—either way, it’ll burn.
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