The art of detachment. (Intro) Lyrics

Not everything means something

But something can mean everything

I wonder if wedding rings leave ears ringing too?

Blood trickling in strobes from brown ear lobes

The sounds of forever and I do

All the songs I can no longer listen to

The possibility that someone could actually choose you?

Do you ever feel unworthy?

Do you ever look in the mirror

Stare at your exterior

Diagnose the reason

the last person ended up leavin'?

My hair is thinning

And the last woman who stood me up

Ended up

with a man with hair down his back

My skin is dark like America's secrets

Last girl I liked didn't want to see me outside of my house

I knew why

But I just shut my mouth

How could I ever feel like a man if I don't get treated like a hu-man?

The last girl I loved

Gave back everything I had to give

But I couldnt muster the maturity for step fathering a kid

My calves are too small

And the last woman I was in love with wanted me to emotionally carry the both of us

I tried and realized my legs just weren't strong enough

But that ain't right

The art of detachment says there's another side

The last woman I stood up had the same name as my ex

She probably was cool and I wish her the best

The last woman that liked me

Was dope as fuck

but guess she just wasn't my type

Sometime you can't explain it

the shit just don't feel right

The last woman that loved me

Will probably be upset when she hears this

But atleast she'll understand the storm in my spirt

The last woman that was in love with me

Is practicing the art of detachment

Just like me