Heavy Heart Songtext
von Bartees Strange
Heavy Heart Songtext
There′s reasons for heavy hearts
This past year, I thought I was broken
You look so nice in a cherry scarf
We should go to Toronto more often
I never wanna miss you this bad
I never meant to run out like that
Sometimes I feel just like my dad
Rushing around
I never saw the God in that
Why work so hard if you can't fall back?
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
And that′s a shame, pulling up like it's Biscayne
Head to Nassau on the train, that's on DC, fuck you meant?
Put the red dot on your team, yeah, I don′t need no one but me, yeah
She said, "My turn," and I geeked, she said, "My turn," and I geeked
She a whole lot of bad news
Put the law on it, yeah, fool
I′m a rich nigga, rad dude
I can buy that, damn fool
When I think about your last weeks, yeah
How you bled out in them sheets, yeah
How the doc said you was clean
All the weight y'all put on me
I never wanna miss you like that
I really had to run out my bag
My hand on the small of your back
Touching around
I really saw the God in that
Watching how you braced for impact
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
There′s reasons for heavy hearts (ooh)
This past year, I thought I was broken
You look so nice in a cherry scarf
We should go to Toronto more often, yeah
I never wanna miss you this bad
I never meant to run out like that
Some nights, I feel just like my dad
Rushing around
I never saw the God in that
Why work so hard if you can't fall back?
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
This past year, I thought I was broken
You look so nice in a cherry scarf
We should go to Toronto more often
I never wanna miss you this bad
I never meant to run out like that
Sometimes I feel just like my dad
Rushing around
I never saw the God in that
Why work so hard if you can't fall back?
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
And that′s a shame, pulling up like it's Biscayne
Head to Nassau on the train, that's on DC, fuck you meant?
Put the red dot on your team, yeah, I don′t need no one but me, yeah
She said, "My turn," and I geeked, she said, "My turn," and I geeked
She a whole lot of bad news
Put the law on it, yeah, fool
I′m a rich nigga, rad dude
I can buy that, damn fool
When I think about your last weeks, yeah
How you bled out in them sheets, yeah
How the doc said you was clean
All the weight y'all put on me
I never wanna miss you like that
I really had to run out my bag
My hand on the small of your back
Touching around
I really saw the God in that
Watching how you braced for impact
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
There′s reasons for heavy hearts (ooh)
This past year, I thought I was broken
You look so nice in a cherry scarf
We should go to Toronto more often, yeah
I never wanna miss you this bad
I never meant to run out like that
Some nights, I feel just like my dad
Rushing around
I never saw the God in that
Why work so hard if you can't fall back?
Then I remember, I rely too much upon
My heavy heart
Writer(s): Christopher Connors, Bartees Cox Jr, Jordan Blakely, Graham Richman, Dan Kleederman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com