Time don't heal a thing,

'cause it's been years

and you're still on my mind.

And I'm tired

of all these TikTok tarot readings

that say you'll come back

but fail to say when.

Divine timing shit

can all go to hell,

'cause I've been waiting forever

and then just another day

day after day, after day, after day, after day...

'Cause maybe

you were the right person, wrong timing.

you'll always be all I wanted,

but now you're with somebody else.

And I can't help

but think of us as some damn flowers,

so beautiful once,

but then winter arrived,

we went back to dust,

this time spring might not even come.

Should I get some red candles

and then just burn them

while thinking of you?

Or maybe,

you could just call me?

Make it more simple,

you know that i miss you

and don't wanna go.

Or should I ask you to block me,

'cause i never could?

And I think I could stalk you until I grow old,

look at the photos and wish it was me on them too.

'Cause maybe

you were the right person, wrong timing

you'll always be all i wanted,

but now you're with somebody else...

But I don't wanna wonder 'bout what could've been

when I'm closer to 30 and you're still in my dreams.

It's foolish to think I could cheat destiny

and I said I hate tarot,

but I'm so full of shit.

'Cause still when I see them

can't scroll past the readings.

I sit on the sidelines,

await divine timing.

Bite on my tongue till it bleeds.

'Cause I don't want you to be

right person, wrong timing.