Tulips for You - Melody Musings

Mrs. human You're not grieving You're just making fun of me Twelve years in tow, a carnal blindfold I stuck to my guns 'Til you told me I dig the grave you lay in You called my bluff, I'm shaken Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Might've lost the plot this time but I'm on your side Know I can be hot and cold at the same time That's the one paradox in me you don't like Give you eveything you want in life But you're running from me like I'm hiding something Sinister behind these eyes Girl, suicide when you told me I dig the grave you lay in (Lay in) You called my bluff, I'm shaken Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Paper tulips on your eyelids You say you don't wanna do this Oh, but you got so bored of brushes on a canvas So you never leave with the same one you came with And you try so hard to be so understanding But you don't stick the landing, ooh Ooh, but you got so bored of brushes on a canvas So you never leave with the same one you came with And you try so hard to be so understanding But you don't stick the landing

(Ooh, la, la-la, la, la) Hm, hm, hm, hm (then the crowd calls) Bonsoir (oh, la, la-la) Gerry en Paris Uh Sittin' on my terrace in Paris Sun risin' up as strangers leave my hotel After-parties, thank God for NDAs, everything you saw tonight, don't tell Understand the urge, but would you please not share this? Get triggered when I see a camera open, it scares us Posted on her Close Friends to show off she's near us Actin' off of impulse, she's tipsy and careless I swear there's a scarcity of self awareness I was faded when I wrote this, off the microdoses Mushrooms, chocolates, and bottomless Mimosas It's been a decade since I knew what being broke is Being livin' out RIMOWAs, and I barely know what home is Mm, if I fell, who would catch me? Uh, if I was down, who would grab me? Is that the truth, or are you just tryin' to gas me? In the Hollywood Hills, I'm Los Angeles' Gatsby When you walk away, they'll miss you But stay away too long, they might forget you 'Cause nothing ever lasts forever Nothing ever lasts forever Clout's a hell of a drug, I'm so off of it My star's back shining bright, I just polished it This shit'll get away from you if you ain't on top of it Take too long stirring the sauce, you get lost in it There comes a time as a man you gotta sack up Watched it fall apart, time to pick the pieces back up Had to get this off, someone book a studio Driver, pull the Cadillac up, Jesse, load a track up Somethin' in my spirit woke back up Like I just sat up Drop a album, hang another plaque up Time to go to work, pick the slack up Please, no more comparisons, you ain't gotta bring that up Salute my brothers, we can all coexist Been cooking in the kitchen with the Based God wrist Took a hiatus, I'm like, "What did I miss?" Gerald's back in his bag, they don't do it like this A certified legend if I quit at this moment Should already know this, I'm really one of the coldest So I need all my respect, I need my tulips and roses I made my record label fortunes and I met all my quotas Been a while, had to come remind y'all who the G.O.A.T. is Bitch, you got me fucked up You know? Ha, ha Talk to me nice, ha, ha It's that time again (Ooh, la, la-la) When you walk away, they'll miss you (oh) But stay away too long, they might forget you (oh) 'Cause nothing ever lasts forever (oh) Nothing ever lasts forever (Ooh, la, la-la) (Then the crowd calls) (Ooh, la, la-la) (Who's gonna catch me when I fall down)