A La Carte

My favorite poem was the one I read to you From the teleprompter on the tongue of my shoe My flashbacks are a touch more resolute Declaring thumb wars in the pocket of my suit Take it, take it all down, take me all apart You can have my tongue, just promise you'll take it à la carte Take it all, just don't take it all to heart Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God, uh Take it, uh, take me all apart You can have my tongue, just promise you'll take it à la carte Take it all, just don't take it all to heart Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God, uh-uh And what I never knew, yeah, ayy I'd rather be inside my head than you, yeah, ayy How many times? Well I couldn't count (uh, uh, uh) 'Cause it gets so deep, and it goes so deep, I'm never pulling out NYC, on a red-eye free 'cause they wanna take this and that LLC, for the next LP and I'm never gon give it back Sleep-deprived on my return flight, fixated 'bout my hold on you I don't usually care for the doom in the air, but it's feeling kinda overdue My favorite poem's what I couldn't say to you A joke that wasn't funny 'cause it's true Flashbacks are a touch more resolute So forgive me for the hesitant 'solute, huh Take it, take it all down, take me all apart You can have my tongue if you take it à la carte Take it all, just don't take it all to heart Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God Uh, and what I never knew I'd rather be inside my head than you How many times? I couldn't count 'Cause it gets so deep, I go so deep, I'm never pulling out Took you south, guess I got my jaw agape, now I'm a cotton-mouth Why do I feel so unsafe? What am I worried 'bout? Got sedated sipping 80 proof Skip the winter season like it's pay-per-view It ain't you, I'm just caught up in my own shit, licking wounds I know it isn't state of the art but the plate's à la carte Would you like course two? (I don't really think I'm perfect) And what I never knew (I don't really think I'm-, I don't really think I'm perfect) Could-could I be inside my head with you? Freaked out tryna fuck you right I know you never grade looks, still feel like a five But you said if we make love and I start to cry I can let it all out, shouldn't rationalize but goddamn Do I deserve that you can't hear me now? It just gets so deep, and it goes so deep Now that I'm peering down My favorite poem was the one I read to you On the tongue of my shoe Flashbacks are a touch more resolute So forgive me, please forgive me, ah Take me all apart You can have my tongue if you take it à la carte Take it all, just don't take it all to heart