Lyrics Deep - Ivy Sole
I
think
I′m
in
love
with
a
boy
But
I
don't
deserve
him,
no
I
don′t
deserve
all
your
Weary
and
worry
and
distance
I
promised
you
anything,
promised
you
nothing
at
all
My
mama
she
told
me
to
kill
you
with
kindness
You
killed
all
my
courage,
now
I
just
contemplate
killing
these
beats
or
admitting
defeat,
rejecting
the
weak,
I'm
not
trusting
the
fall
I
think
I'm
in
love
with
Chicago
But
I
don′t
deserve
it,
no
I
don′t
deserve
you
You
blistering,
blossoming
body
Of
Blackness
and
blowing
and
bullets
and
Home
of
my
father
My
father
in
heavy,
my
pain
and
my
temper
You
gifted
me
that
and
you
gifted
me
empty
Giving
my
tithes,
back
taxes
for
envy
I
wanted
you
gone,
but
I
know
that
you're
in
me
I
think
I′m
in
love
with
the
rain
It's
falling
and
falling
and
failing
to
bring
all
this
life
that
it
promised
the
life
I
was
promised,
I′m
crying
for
solace
and
crying
for
you
I
cry
for
you
often,
for
Ruby,
for
Sybil,
for
Cedric,
I
scream
like
cicadas
for
winter,
I'm
longing
and
living,
so
long
live
infra
my
insta
is
happy,
I
hope
that′s
enough
I
think
I'm
in
love
I
think
I'm
in
love
I
think
I′m
in
love
I
think
I′m
in
deep
I
think
I'm
in
love
I
think
I′m
in
love
I
think
I'm
in
love
I
think
I′m
in
love
I
think
I'm
in
love
with
the
music
But
I
don′t
deserve
it,
no
I
don't
deserve
you
I
take
you
for
granted,
I
take
you
for
foolish
I
take
you
for
given,
when
given
is
taken
away
And
I
stray
from
the
grind
cuz
I'm
hurting
or
hungry
or
broken
or
stumbling,
my
stupor
is
nameless
But
I
hope
you
forgive
me,
I′m
making
this
offering
so
one
day
they′ll
know
what
my
name
is
I
think
I'm
in
love
with
my
home
But
I
don′t
deserve
it,
no
I
don't
deserve
you
The
city
of
queens
or
of
brotherly
love,
I′m
living
between
you,
I'm
calling
you
kindred
Missing
the
streets
of
my
humble
beginnings,
turning
my
cheek
when
you
tell
me
good
riddance
I
need
you
I
need
you,
I′m
asking
for
passage
My
passages
reek
of
your
secrets
and
image
I
think
I'm
in
love
with
a
girl
But
I
don't
deserve
her,
no
I
don′t
deserve
you
You
blooming
and
beckoning
body
Of
golden
and
freckles,
these
heckles
imagined
and
real
I′m
holding
you
closer
and
pushing
you
sunrise
Or
sunset,
I'm
trying
to
be
braver
and
bolder
The
weather
gets
colder,
we
smolder
for
sake
of
the
sun
I
told
you
I′m
here
til
it's
done
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