HOLD ON
Verse one:
Let's flip a switch and then will call it straight
Wish that I learned to negotiate
I'd keep your lipstick on my pillow case, yeah
I'm kind of blind when it comes to this
Even with your help I know I'll still miss
Cause sugar coatings never been my thing, no
Pre Chorus
Where do I even begin, I'm no good at this talking thing
I just wanna give in, and I guess that's why I need watching, so
Chorus
Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design
I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old
Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night
The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing
Verse 2
Bite my tongue don't talk too fast
Cause my feelings are slow they don't like to last
For more than a moment and sometimes less, yeah
When I think I'm right turns out I'm wrong,
You give me an inch I'll write you a song
There's gotta be a reason and it's not my charm, no
Pre Chorus
Where do I even begin, I'm no good at this talking thing
I just wanna give in, and I guess that's why I need watching, so
Chorus
Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design
I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old
Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night
The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing
Rap
Gotta turn it up side down to see it right side up
Guess I'm a big let down a little too messed up
I hoarder every thought and a little bit too square
Not that you wanted to know just wanted to clear the air
You love the way I write and hate the way I talk
Cause I'm a bit too dry and don't make people laugh
No need to call me out I know I stutter too much
Twenty one years old I still got a nervous touch
That's why I write things down it's not to be profound
It's to get feelings out so they're not hanging around
I probably should be done so I don't let you in
Cause any minute now I know I might start stuttering
Chorus
Better hold on to what you find, none of this was by design
I'm a lover without a soul, yet you still wanna go grow old
Never meant to hold you too tight, never meant to ruin the night
The things I say and do like, still no good at this talking thing