Lyrics
I don't wanna see the leaves fall
I'm reluctant to witness the changing seasons.
But it's already getting cold and I know I can't stay forever
The inevitable cold is approaching, and I acknowledge I can't remain indefinitely.
And you know you could at least call
It would be considerate if you communicated, but instead, you expressed discontent via text.
But you sent a text rant on the way I made you feel
Your message detailed how I affected you emotionally.
I ain't never felt this small
I've never felt so insignificant.
Like a lil piece of dust in the wind of stormy weather
Similar to a speck of dust in a storm, I feel minuscule.
But at least by this fall
However, by the fall, the decorative butterfly clips in my room will be gone.
The butterfly clips round my room won't be there still
The symbolism of the butterfly clips persists.
I don't wanna see the leaves fall
I'm still averse to witnessing the autumnal leaf drop.
But it's already getting cold and I know I can't stay forever
The cold is setting in, and I'm aware I can't remain permanently.
And you know you could at least call
A call from you would have been appreciated, but instead, there was a critical text.
But you sent a text rant on the way I made you feel
Your text elaborated on how I influenced your emotions.
I ain't never felt this small
This is the smallest I've ever felt.
Like a lil piece of dust in the wind of stormy weather
Comparable to a speck of dust in the turmoil of a storm.
But at least by this fall
By this fall, the butterfly clips in my room will no longer be present.
The butterfly clips round my room won't be there still
The persistence of the symbolism surrounding the butterfly clips remains.
Won't Be there still
Emphasis on the absence of the butterfly clips.
Pray the void gets filled
Hoping for fulfillment of the emptiness.
You'll never understand
Your comprehension of my emotions is beyond reach.
How you made me feel
Expressing the impact you had on my emotions.
Wound was raw
The emotional wound was fresh; I was attempting to heal.
I was tryna heal
You exacerbated the pain.
Poured salt and lime
Addition of salt and lime to the emotional wound.
Went for the kill oh love
Went for the emotional kill, oh love.
Cause I can't be there for you love
I cannot be there for you, my love.
I don't want to see the leaves fall
Reiteration of reluctance towards the autumnal leaf fall.
I don't wanna see the leaves fall
Reiteration of not wanting to witness the fall of leaves.
I don't wanna see the leaves fall
Continued aversion to the fall of leaves.
But it's already getting cold and I know I can't stay forever
Acknowledgment of the approaching cold and impermanence of stay.
And you know you could at least call
You could have called, but a critical text was sent instead.
But you sent a text rant on the way I made you feel
The text described how I affected your emotions.
I ain't never felt this small
This is the smallest I've ever felt.
Like a lil piece of dust in the wind of stormy weather
Similar to a speck of dust in the turmoil of a storm.
But at least by this fall
By this fall, the butterfly clips in my room will no longer be present.
The butterfly clips round my room won't be there still
The persistence of the symbolism surrounding the butterfly clips remains.
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