“When you cut to my core, you figured it'd be warm
You come to terms that I'm devoid of what you came here for
You are not consistent, nothing of the sort
When you've been ice, and steam, and water, and I've loved every form” 💔
“When you cut to my core, you figured it'd be warm
You come to terms that I'm devoid of what you came here for
You are not consistent, nothing of the sort
When you've been ice, and steam, and water, and I've loved every form” 💔