its hard to root out all i did for you
what was done for me- what wasnt done
it doesnt really matter tho either way
i smile and act like it dont mean a thing
it means everything to me to act your fool

decisions decisions decisions
decided to stay in bed today
i still made money
and my feet still hurt

descriptions descriptions describe me
decided to stay in my same suit
i still woke  up decided
im driving
not for you
but to you
every step slowing me down
keys melt into the door
this is a dream
youre not really still alive  

deciding deciding descriptions
people mostly lovers want descriptions
of you and why i am so me now
i am not me because of you
you are not you because of me
they dont understand decisions
why would they understand my descriptions

describe her other than as my Queen
other than the twin to my flame
its impossible without sounding
descriptively despicable.  .
and so i let go
and continue telling people you passed away

"what happened to that girl you decided youve  been in love with since the eleventh grade"
"i found out she got back with her ***** with the Lexus and the description of that purple haze"