Quand on ne sait pas ce qu'on veut, on perd souvent ce qu'on a Je crois qu'enfin je l'ai compris, c'est juste un petit peu trop tard Je l'ai fait pleurer-pleurer, mes conneries j'recommençais Je l'ai trop blessé-blessé, mais j'savais pas c'que je faisais Mais wAllah que j'la regrette, envers moi toujours loyale, toujours honnête Toute histoire, elle est restée quand d'autre aurait déjà abandonné Et j'ai déconné, j't'ai trop pris pour acquise Maintenant ta vie, tu l'as fait à ta guise Je le sais, tu le sais, elles toutes me désirent Mais aucune d'entre elle n'a ton beau sourire J'suis revenu en lui parlant d'un avenir Mais bon, c'est trop tard elle m'a oublié, je n'peux plus revenir J'ai fait trop de conneries, souvent trop indécis Je l'ai trop négligé, du coup elle est partie Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, ah-ah C'est vrai, j't'ai négligé (c'est vrai), aujourd'hui bébé mama, j'te pleure (j'te pleure) Je regrette vraiment toutes mes erreurs Mais c'est trop tard, après l'heure ce n'est plus l'heure (plus l'heure) J'pen-, j'pensais pas qu'le karma existait dans l'ombre j'fais mes bêtises, j't'ai délaissé Aujourd'hui, c'est bien moi qui suis blessé, y'en a plus d'espoir, tu m'as déjà zappé Au-aucune instru' est trop douce pour se faire kicker Je vais vous l'prouvez avec l'histoire que j'vais vous raconter C'est l'histoire d'une nana qui m'aimait à en killer Par amour pour moi, ce monde, elle pouvait même le quitter Attiré par l'argent, j'ai mis sentiments d'côté Sauf que son amour pour moi, en même temps, je l'ai ôté C'était ma chi-chi et j'étais son ca-carotte Elle s'y voyait déjà la bague et puis la dote J'suis revenu en lui parlant d'un avenir Mais bon, c'est trop tard elle m'a oublié, je n'peux plus revenir J'ai fait trop de conneries, souvent trop indécis Je l'ai trop négligé, du coup elle est partie Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, ah-ah Avec d'aut' je m'amusais, pourtant, c'est toi qu'j'aime madre mia (madre mia) On s'connait depuis des années, on s'était dit "toda la vida" (toda la vida) Oui, mais j'ai fauté encore refauté, donc elle a décidé d's'en aller, je vois Que notre navire à couler, juste en te regardant, mon cœur, tu faisais chavirer Oh non, j'l'ai perdue non, c'est pas possible, j'ai joué au con au lieu d'rester lucide Maintenant un autre sur elle à la main mise, c'est l'retour d'médaille, un jour j'aurais jamais misé J'suis plus important, j'suis l'cadet de ses soucis et j'ai l'impression qu'notre amour est en sursis J'lui ai laissé du temps pour pouvoir digérer, au final, elle a récupéré, je n'ai pas réussi Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, le karma-karma Le karma-karma, ah-ah Le karma-karma, le karma-karma (elle aurait pu tout me donner, mais bien sûr, non, j'ai tout fait foirer) Le karma-karma, le karma-karma (elle aurait pu tout me donner, mais bien sûr, non, j'ai tout fait foirer) Le karma-karma, le karma-karma (elle aurait pu tout me donner, mais bien sûr, non, j'ai tout fait foirer) Le karma-karma, ah-ah (elle aurait pu tout me donner, mais bien sûr, non, j'ai tout fait foirer)

Bring back the love, to me Hold me back until it Was never enough, for you Send me back again Bring back the love, to me Hold me back until it Was never enough, for you Feels like, we'll never be the same again Bring back the love, to me Hold me back until it Was never enough, for you Take me back again Bring back the love, to me Hold me back until it Was never enough, for you Feels like, we'll never be the same again All I ever know is your love Hold me back again Never was the one to leave your side Take me back again... All I ever know is your love Hold me back again Never was the one to leave your side Take me back again...

I been stuck on Nikes and fast cars Boy, you looking too hard at gold-plated stars I left my best-friends on read To be faux-pretend and Burnt all their get-well cards (But then I found you) Slow drives in the front seat I'm moving past the Pages I had down (But then I found) Cause it's not living if it's not Living with Filling a page With ink and mistakes I'm making a change I'm making a change I know, I know I spent way too long holding on to words that rain me down But since you've been around I've let go You make me a better man I know, I know Every late night hanging in my car watching the world slow down Is burning daylight but that's fine You make me a better man I've been sitting in this parking lot I used to get so tense when I got stopped I don't mind if my songs get forgot Just Tell me this honestly Do they still think of me I've been sitting in this parking lot I used to get so tense when I got stopped I don't mind if my songs get forgot Just Tell me this honestly Do they still think of me Slow drives in the front seat I'm moving past the Pages I had down (But then I found) It's not living if it's not Living with Filling a page With ink and mistakes I'm making a change I'm making a change I know, I know I spent way too long holding on to words that rain me down But since you've been around I've let go You make me a better man I know, I know Every late night hanging in my car watching the world slow down Is burning daylight but that's fine You make me a better man Waiting got old I used to be the One who changed Our seasons start to hit the same Sitting in park with nothing in my pockets Sitting in park with nothing in my pockets

The weight of 'not you, it's me' hangs on a thread above our heads Above our heads Closed like window panes, cold like menthol gusts on winter days On winter days Hiding in simile Who did I say I'd be I'm sorry I left you hurting Under a shallow grave of Pen ink and summer stains I'm sorry I left you Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room Old friends stop calling you Week after week but the walls don't move Old friends stop calling you Week after week but the walls don't move Hiding in simile Who did I say I'd be I'm sorry I left you hurting Under a shallow grave of Pen ink and summer stains I'm sorry I left you Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room And now we're fading and fading and fading and fading And now we're fading and fading and fading and fading Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room Things looked better with you Dried faded flowers bloom Every time we're in your room I woke up gold in the corner of our home Will you still marry me

(It's something about the) (Whooo!) (It's something about the way) I build bad habits not to think of you (Not to think of you) I'd blame it on the weather But it's nothing new Sit on the couch, you're running your mouth I think I've hurt enough But I medicate while I contemplate If I am worth my love (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) I used to be an independent - (Oh) I told you I would find my way back home Miss me on those late-night drives I'm lost in the playlists I liked Take me through my wasted time I blow through minutes like the thin white lines they are - Spinning like my ceiling fan I wait for the lows to kick in The way you leave me, when I keep breathing - It's something about the way It's something about The way you leave, me when I keep breathing - (Yeah) It's something about the way It's something about the way It's something about the way (It's something about the) I'll stay awake scrolling through The pics from nights I wasted up with you Sit on the couch You're running your mouth I think I've had enough So I medicate while I contemplate If I am worth my love I used to be an independent - (Oh) I told you I would find my way back home Miss me on those late-night drives I'm lost in the playlists I liked Take me through my wasted time I blow through minutes like the thin white lines they are - Spinning like my ceiling fan I wait for the lows to kick in The way you leave me, when I keep breathing - It's something about the way It's something about The way you leave, me when I keep breathing - It's something about the way It's something about the way It's something about the way It's something about the -

Falling into your room Paint the corner with seasonal blues October leaves dance around your head Take another spin through mistake lane I tried with me I tried for you Do you Find yourself Falling into your bed Circle round the sheets with printed regrets October leaves you in your head I sent forget-me-nots to my long-distance friends But they forgot me on my own But they forgot me I don't wanna die alone Here's to 21 the end of being young Everybody dies alone My heart's on the shelf I forget about everyone I don't wanna sleep alone Head on the ground, I'm not coming back down I don't wanna die alone My heart's on the shelf I forget about everyone I spill myself out over days and weeks My ink goes unseen and The calendar pages turn on past me I'm still walking away I make the same mistakes All the moves I make feel wrong But I got my new kicks on Air max shoes I'm kicking in I tried with you There's more to life than sleeping in and getting high with you I rewind with you The same old motions (Functional evenings) Sleeping on ceilings (Tripping through weekends) I'll rewind (Let's do it again) I don't wanna die alone Here's to 24 the end of being young Everybody dies alone My heart's on the shelf I forget about everyone I don't wanna sleep alone Head on the ground i'm not coming back down I don't wanna die alone My heart's on the shelf I forget about everyone I don't wanna die alone Here's to 25 the end of being young Everybody dies alone My heart's on the shelf I forget about everyone Else

The best sunsets lit the best of times You were a brown-haired silhouette against a Dallas skyline And the dipping dying sun painted your cheekbones Cherry and marigold Menthol-flavored smile It'll stay with me awhile Nostalgia lights your face Under neon signs and paint Baby love just stay with me awhile Flowers hanging in your room Lost their life like I left you Tangled bodies on your bed Now we're silent strangers I wanted you to know You to know That I miss the scent of lavender On your wrists and your hair To chase the empty space that lingers here I thought the pages of conversation In late-night hours would be enough To put our history inside the grave the past dug for both of us But you know You know Every time I hear that LANY song, pink skies I miss the way you filled the space that lingers here Now we're reversing polaroids And I can't stop you from Disappearing, fading out Like I never held you But I still feel you I see you standing, silhouette On sunsets and skylines We're caught up in our time I try to savor the moment But it still passes me by Used to think about the slides we'd do Used to stay up and talk to you I was sleepless and unaware For a text, for a text Used to think about the slides we'd do Used to stay up and talk to you I was sleepless and unaware For a text, for a text Disappearing, fading out Like I never held you But I still feel you I see you standing, silhouette On sunsets and skylines We're caught up in our time I'd stay awake and wait for you I see you standing Sleepless and unaware Silhouette

The queen of daybreak vibes Permanent bedtime eyes From double shifts and rolling pins Thrift shop perfect fits Run hands down your side Trace your designs Leave some of mine Drifting through the veins I drew Drifting through my ink to you Do you Do you Do you still think of me Do you Do you Do you still think of me T-shirt and jeans Modern art hangs In your rolling pin dreams T-shirt and jeans Kneeling to pray You're the saint of turbulent peace Think of me A little brass cross Eyes me above the washer By photos of your mother and Some things take time to get better Run hands down your side Trace your designs Leave some of mine Drifting through the veins I drew Drifting through my ink to you Do you Do you Do you still think of me Do you Do you Do you still think of me T-shirt and jeans Modern art hangs In your rolling pin dreams T-shirt and jeans Kneeling to pray You're the saint of turbulent peace Think of me Do you Do you Do you still Do you Do you Do you still You're the saint of everything Modern art in all your dreams T-shirt and jeans Modern art hangs In your rolling pin dreams T-shirt and jeans Kneeling to pray You're the saint of turbulent peace Think of me Do you think of me