For the record

Pre verse

(male)

The feelings that I had for me and you I can’t persue you always say you done with me and you it’s what you do

I can’t even be mad do what you do

Just dont try to flip it all on me like you do

Don’t come crawling to me telling me that you lonely

It’s funny how you with the dude you said was yo homie

Damn

Chorus

(male)

I’m all out of ink for the love lettters

I’m all out of bandages for this broken heart

I’m all out of glue for this broken record

But for the record

Fuck it it don’t matter

Verse 2

(male)

Yo lies was built from jealousy, I see it crystal clear,

You threw shadows on my sunshine every time I got near.

Used to call me every night, now you’re acting like a stranger,

Funny how forever turned into a warning label danger.

Now the pictures in my phone feel like scenes from a movie,

And the songs we used to play don’t really hit me the same.

You can keep all the excuses, all the reasons and the blame,

‘Cause I’m done carrying a fire that you never tried to save.

Pre-Chorus

(male +female)

And every “I love you” echoes down an empty hall,

I kept trying to catch us while I watched us fall…

Chorus

(male +female)

I’m all out of ink for the love letters,

I’m all out of bandages for this broken heart.

I’m all out of glue for this broken record,

But for the record…

I’m all out of chances and forevers,

I’m all out of reasons trying to restart.

We can’t keep playing this over and over

’Cause for the record…

Verse 2

(female)

Now I’m driving through the city with the windows rolled down,

Trying to lose your memory in the noise of this town.

You were good at saying sorry, never good at the change,

Had me dancing in a storm and calling lightning the rain.

And I hate that part of me still remembers your touch,

But I love that part of me that’s finally had enough.

So here’s a toast to moving on and all the things that I survived,

You lost somebody who was real, I got my life back tonight.

Last chorus

(male and female)

I’m all out of ink for the love letters,

I’m all out of bandages for this broken heart.

I’m all out of glue for this broken record,

But for the record…

I’m all out of chances and forevers,

I’m all out of reasons trying to restart.

We can’t keep playing this over and over

’Cause for the record…

Fuck it ,it don’t matter