Nah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Could it be more obvious
If it were to break it down and reveal itself
Maybe wasn't even meant to happen
But we grew apart and our connection thinned out
Independent thinking
Emotional strings from every corner
Time to unlearn these behaviors
Sometimes it's right in front of our eyes
Could it be more obvious
That I have a change of heart
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Stand the test of time
Mhm, take me back to my childhood (childhood)
We're all an extension of those memories (memories)
No doubt I will hold every moment
Confront or bury we growing in these moments
Seems to be a void at times
A continuous effort to extract our lives
I wish it could be more straightforward
Sometimes it ain't what you expect or what you ordered
So let me break it down one time
We gotta live with the repercussions sometimes
I'm done with waiting in line
And I'm telling you to go ahead and live that life
Could it be more obvious
That I have a change of heart
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Stand the test of time
Could it be more obvious
There wasn't peace until, until the moment
Maybe I'm still learning how to own it
Or maybe we were beautiful in someone's eye
Fighting like we're cats and dogs
Who's gonna be the last to draw?
Bittersweet, yeah, I got what I wanted
And I hope it was worth your time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well could it be more obvious
That I have a change of heart
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Stand the test of time
Sifting through the trauma (yeah)
'Til I'm left with golden (yeah)
Pieces that will stand the (yeah)
Stand the test of time (uh-huh)
Stand the test of time
Foreign time will change things
Becoming so complacent
Little energy to love the things that hold me lately
