Rooms (feat. J. Hoard & Clair Oaks)

I made stories with my baby I told tell them stories no more She still sparks the city But her shine don't fall on me no more I never wanted this to happen Except for every God-damned day She can light a room up But those ain't the rooms that I play She can light a room up But those ain't the rooms that I play I told her over and over Many many ugly things If love's the better angel She's no longer waiting on my wings If love's the better angel She's no longer waiting on my wings