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Loved You Madly Lyrics by Duke A.G.

Yellow Brick Road

2017

Hey y'all, love is... love is found in weird places
For me, it was... it was at the psych ward
I know it sounds kinda sounds crazy
No pun intended
But let me explain
I took a look, first glance at her
I don’t understand it
Don’t understand these feelings
Don’t understand this magic
Don’t understand this meeting
Was it meant to happen
I don’t buy that shit, nope, but I buy this passion
No no that intuition is indescribable, in this trance and
Every last individual in this room feels it, it’s happenstance
We locked our eyes, our hearts collide, our thoughts entranced and that’s when
I felt that click, I reached out to you, you reached back, held my hand
I knew it then, I’d met the one, met my first love, my answer
The answer to my problems, problematic, probably prancer
He’s callin, bawlin, all in, darling you should probably answer
But you never do, you leave him blue and crawling, cancer
Calling in the rain dear he’s falling out and backwards
Stupid cupid who did you think you was all enhancing
Never wanted to die till that fall when all this happened
Suicidal in 8th grade, no now that all looks manic
She’s incomparable, intolerable, yet all this bull is somehow not enough to get me off of you, im on the glue, I want the truth, but talking to, you often proves, inoperable, no not when you won’t hawkins mute, no not one text or call from you, I don’t understand these reasons, I don’t understand this
Don’t understand these feelings
Don’t understand this magic
Don’t understand this meeting
Was it meant to happen
Are you buying shit, cuz im selling crap and
I think we got lots in common, self-loathing and hatred
Can I buy you a drink, no? Can I buy you an eight then?
Can I buy you a fifth, jeez, put something in the vape pen
Just wanna get you feeling lighter, I ain’t tryna get you wasted
I got feelings i’m feeling, don’t understand them, no not one thought hun
Thinkin where I went wrong, where along the lines, with my finger on the shotgun
His thought’s passin hearts fast and hot flashin, stop I’m still talking pot one…
Second from a second, yet there ain’t no sequel to this night, and we’re still on part 1, heartstrung
Thought’s are getting heavy, tides are turnin, turnin levees, yet he, says he’s ready bet he slips up when he leans in and we make that first contact, lips are sloppy, palms are sweaty, we rehearsed on that, hips are taught he palms her head and, she reversed on that, climbs atop and say’s you ready, he’s confirms, on track, on his back grabbing the bed sheets, we inturn on that, she returns contact, we discern all fact, no fuckin fiction this got edgy
I don’t understand it, wakin to this fuckin text
Gave you my first kiss, almost close to fucking sex
And now we’re nothing more than something sore and fuckin friends
Soon to be nothing more than something you’re gone fuckin miss
See now i’m walking out, even though you walked out first
I’m done with lying sluts i’m trying but this’ll never work
This’ll never hurt, any less, lesson learned, any rest, rest assured, bet your bets, bet it’s earned, been writing out these feelings since the day you left me deaf for words
And then she said
I don’t understand it, I don't understand it
I wasn’t into you, I was just so manic
I was just so lost, I was just so panicked
I wasn’t reaching out, you just held my hand quick
Didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do
I just lost myself, right here in this moment with you
In this moment of couth, in this moment of youth, in this moment we’re two like fallopian tubes, now we are only just through, so don’t hold me if you don’t know lonely if only you’d told me the truth
Still might be working out, I might be up out your way
Still might be looking round for something else to fuckin say
Reasons we never worked, the reasons that I couldn’t stay
Reasons he never hurt, the seasons that’ll never change
See when I fall in love, I don’t just fall I break
So I ain’t fallin now, I ain’t gon’ fall today
You’re just not worth the guilt, you’re just not worth the pain
Just ain’t worth rollin dice, just ain’t worth playing games
Is that how you see me? See that heart next to your name
Is that how you feel me? Because all my feelings came
And all my feelings gone, and all I feel is shame
And all I feel is fear, fear that you feel the same
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