BITTERSWEET Kenny Orlando (Ft. ​guardin)

[Chorus: Kenny Orlando]
I don't like writing these love songs, it tastes so bittersweet
Because I'm just talking 'bout something I wish I didn't need
I can't wrap my head around it, it's like a fitted sheet
I-I made my bed, there's nothing left, and now we're off to sleep
It's-it's-it's so bittersweet
I'll try to tell you if it isn't me
It's like we're barking up a different tree
So where do we leave off?

[Verse: guardin]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We fell (We fell)
Branches bruise your body, but you're feelin' well (Feelin' well-ell-ell)
I have a six gram blunt, playin' Splinter Cell (Splinter Cell)
Always silent, activated on the game, sorry, couldn't tell
I am not myself
There's a stranger in my body, I ain't feelin' well
Cold feet, calculatin' all my steps 'til I'm dressed up, looking swell
Mask up, puffin' on the gas 'til I misspell
Darling, you know it's all talk
And I know what you really want
It's hard to sit and hear you knock on my door
While I'm inside, sat on my floor

[Bridge: guardin]
I don't like myself at all
And I'm sure I'll put up my walls
And crumble when you make that call to me
And no fuck, I wish I could fucking breathe