paroles de chanson Unread // On Read - Al Jacobi

I left you a text
You still haven't read
I left my heart open
It's left me a mess
Always checking my phone when
I've looked away for a sec
I guess you're busy with something
Or someone better, I dread
Nah, that's prolly a stretch
And it's all in my head
But if I'm keeping it honest
Those the thoughts that I get
I wonder who you might fuck with
When I'm alone in my bed
And those the types of presumptions
That I gotta suppress
I don't suspect
Going with the flow is even an option
I dive deep into one thing
And then just hold my breath
But I don't trust the silence
For the noise inside it's causing
So I've been scrolling through old talks and
Cutting up the thread
My face goes red realising
It's always me writing
Always me swallowing pride and
Coming off obsessed
For instantly replying
Early morning, late at night, and
It's fucking tiring
Being so accessible, yet unaccessed
But I expect you
Got more important things to tend to
And so I tend to still defend you
With a knife in my chest
And it's as simple
As my complexes and issues when you
Get to do me like everyone else do
As I've come to accept
For what distress I've went through
Slumps I keep on falling into
Under this enfeebled self-view
I should be over it
Cause it's only a text
That you ain't even read
Or let me just check
Oh shit

I left you a text
You left me on read
I left my heart open
You left it undressed
You left me with nothing
So now I gotta guess
And if I follow my notion
I know all the next steps
All of which I'll regret
Once I've slept on it, yet
All of my alarms ringing
And I just can't let it rest
I'm overthinking
Thinking nothing goes over my head
I'm only linking
Shit together cause I can't connect
I'm on edge, all set to jump to the wrong conclusion
I'm only human and under melancholy's influence
The self-fulfilling prophecy of my own exclusion
Constantly looking to confirm my version of the truth, when
You wouldn't be the first one to cut ties
Without choosing to let me know why
I know I don't necessarily fit the popular profile
But if sincerity and loyalty are still things to go by
I'm yo guy
While worst case scenarios
Overthrow my stream of thought
I hate how much I care for you
Cause it don't seem to even up
If I went and perished too
Would you even feel the loss
I feel like a merry fool
For still thinking I need your love
When really what I manifest is the reason not
For every feeling I invest, you take a bigger cut
So what, you left me on read, but never mind
Since I'm so fucking gifted at reading between the lines