Lyricist : Jessie Murph/Thomas Wesley Pentz/Amy Allen/Elie Rizk/Ilsey Juber/Taurus Bartlett/Emeric Boxall
Composer : Jessie Murph/Thomas Wesley Pentz/Amy Allen/Elie Rizk/Ilsey Juber/Taurus Bartlett/Emeric Boxall
Used to pray for a rain just to stay inside
You wouldn't believe it every move that I made, I was terrified
After every road I took had a bitter end
I just couldn't see it, I convinced myself tryna trust again
Would be like tryna make a river go upstream
Tryna make a mountain into a valley
That's what your love does to me
You make me feel—
Like I never had my heartbroken (Oh, oh, oh)
Like I never saw a door closin'
Like I never watched love run away on fire, in the night like a pack of wild horses
Like I never felt a tears rolling
Like I never sit ears open
I could find me someone who's good at being real, who could make me feel wide open
I could never let my heart open (Heart, oh)
Open, o-o-open
Open, o-o-open ('Cause, you make me— You make me—)
Open, o-o-open (Uh)
Open, o-o-open ('Cause, you make me— You make me—)
Feel like I never been too much to handle
Roll the dice, you know love is a gamble
Fell like I always had to pour it
Lost fire in yo' heart, I'm tryna re-light that candle
My Cinderella, no questionin', this s**t forever
Pain in written letters, sheddin' tears while we sit together
Forget the pressure, know our love hard, I'm sick of lectures
Stuck in rain storms, I could get used to this different weather
Broken pieces, that was all I had, girl, I promise, now you all I have
Like I never had my heartbroken (Oh, oh, oh)
Like I never saw a door closin'
Like I never watched love run away on fire, in the night like a pack of wild horses
Like I never felt the tears rolling
Like I never sit ears open
I could find me someone who is good at being real, who could make me feel wide open
I could never let my heart open (Heart, oh)
Open, o-o-open
Open, o-o-open ('Cause, you make me— You make me— )
Open, o-o-open
Open, o-o-open
Like I never had my heartbroken
Like I never saw a door closin'
Like I never watched love run away on fire, in the night like a pack of wild horses
Like I never felt the tears rolling
Like I never sit ears open
I could find me someone who is good at being real, who could make me feel wide open
I could never let my heart open
Open, o-o-open
B-Broken, b-b-broken (Never let my heart—)
Broken, b-b-broken
B-B-Broken, b-b-broken
