Her memory scattered throughout the city, ashes in the wind
I sing about our time together as if it were a sacred hymn
Stumbling home hanging on to my sanity from a single string
One time she caught me checking her out and she grinned
Lord’s honest truth I didn’t care for giving into sin, so I been
Took so many loses I forgot how it is to come up on a win
I went out a limb jumped into her ocean found out I can swim
Music in the background and in my mind that record still spins
The end point has never been merely to get all in the skins
But her not by my side and on me the feeling hella stings
You don’t want to know the feelings those thoughts bring
I’m not saying be my queen, I’m the furthest thing from a king
Worse comes to worse, push comes to shove and I’ll still sling
I know very well I’m gutter to you I might not mean anything
We can’t end what in all truth we were never able to begin
So peace, been known that my chances to win were slim
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