This is a open, open, open letter to my old thing, old things I confess I got emotions, motions Now we're moving through the motions Most men carry baggage like it's groceries I just wanna open a can full of worms And just let them fall from my hand to the dirt I just can't ignore it like it's for the bird And act like it doesn't exist, cause it hurts I act like it's under the bridge, but it's true 'Cause I feel like I lost you again, in the blue 'Cause I really wanted to marry my friend Can we embrace and make amends? I need to say the things I didn't This is a open, open, open letter to my old thing, old things I confess I got emotions, motions Now we're moving through the motions Most men carry big baggage like it's groceries Ghosting might be the way I'm coping (coping) Copeland, I kept you on your toes and (toes and) Toasted the bridges to your torso (torso) Torn so deeply we ain't talking I just sent a message to your DM (DM) I drafted it from a.m. to p.m. (p.m.) Regretted it the moment that I see it (see it) Can we embrace and make amends? I need to say the things I didn't This is a open, open, open letter to my old thing, old things I confess I got emotions, motions Now we're moving through the motions Most men carry baggage like it's groceries ♪ You still pass but I want to know Do you still think back On how we used to flow?