Ever get into a relationship so fast that you don't know how it happened? Yeah, this song was definitely inspired off that. I believe all good and long lasting relationships are like home cook meals cooked all the way through.
Verse 1:
Girl, I only wanted closure
This is not how we should end
I'm so over different ways that we pretend
All this love I gathered for you
Sunflowers in my foyer
They don't smell the same
Disappointments I travel to
Don't expect for you to care
Your heart is something that I should've spared
But I brought you to my lair
Introduced you to my demons
Now they follow you as well inside the air
I don't know what I could tell you
The stories change in these glory days
We didn't talk a lot, I know that we got more to say
All these plans that we had, they didn't correlate
I pour my heart out to you every time I pour an eight
Damn, I know you crazy too
A little house with some kids, that's the greatest view
We started playing with emotions, now who playing who?
Hook:
You would say it's me, and I would say it's you
All the times we would last through
Now there's not a thing I wouldn't put past you
Should've ended it with class too
Home cooking ain't the same as that fast food
All the times we would last through
Now there's not a thing I wouldn't put past you
Could've ended it with class too
Verse 2:
Home cooking ain't the same as that fast food
My pillows smell like lavender And my hoodie with the same
I could never lose my light and you my flame You the reason that I changed
My calendar is not the same
Let's be honest, I think both of us to blame
Girl, I had you in your prime
Now you older and you wiser
You so tired, here's the choir going grease to it
When I was distant, felt like you would never reach to it
Cause I kept us on the low and I was secretly
Planning for a better us
But I get it now, our future's different in that timeline
I wanted years for us chilling with the lights down
You want the same, but you'd rather have it right now
I couldn't do it
Too many issues in my head
You got too many women in my bed
But it was always us splitting bread
But we left it up to chance and you fled
Hook:
All the times we would last through
Now there's not a thing I wouldn't put past you
Should've ended it with class too
Home cooking ain't the same as that fast food
All the times we would last through
Now there's not a thing I wouldn't put past you
Should've ended it with class too
Home cooking ain't the same as that fast food