Our Time ​clipping. (Ft. Nailah Middleton)

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Cold winter
Sittin' on the table, cold dinner
Wine gone but the lipstick mark on the glass let him know you had more than a
Casual acquaintance
With whoever you had left with at 2:15 in the PM
Plus you been ignoring all his DMs
And the last text that you left said you'll see him on the weekend

"Oh, you talk about love like you mean it," he sings to himself
But no, that's a man and he just got to see it, babe

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
You pay no attention to the way the blinds seem to move when there isn't a wind
Or the silence you get when you answer blocked numbers
You already know that it's him
Underwear on the floor, girl
Lead him right to the door, girl
And that necklace he gave you that you said you loved
Was all tangled and tore
And his world was too cause his world was you
When you tryin' to fight another world war
What the fuck did you expect a man to do?
Swallow it all, did you swallow it too?
He wonders and wallows and waits in the closet