It came to me like daylight, saw it in a past life Held it in my palms as I reached for the divine Waiting for a reason If I could wake the sky up, tell it that I'm tired Sick of having dreams where my lungs fill with fire I could have some freedom Need a better cover these days ‘stead of waking up calling his name ‘Stead of screamin' at the mirror tryna make something change It’s too loud in my mind and too quiet in this bed, ah-ooh-ooh-ooh Don’t make me sink into it all again I'm tired of being memory’s best friend Posing for a picture of my youth Stuck being nostalgia’s muse Well, if my heart is healing, should I still have this feeling? When I kiss his lips and it takes like I'm stealing 'Cause I don’t have the answers And he’s waiting for the answers Need a better story these days ‘stead of making up shit to save face ‘Stead of singing to my ego tryna make something change It’s too loud in my mind and too quiet in this bed, ah-ooh-ooh-ooh Don’t make me sink into it all again I'm tired of being memory’s best friend Posing for a picture of my youth Stuck being nostalgia’s muse