Craig McAllister - Phoenix lyrics

[Verse 1: Ab-Stract] Confusion on her breath, as she telling me to leave Saying: "sh** is getting better", but she don't believe Saying: "Baby, stay I need you like the air that I breathe" Screaming: "I ain't seen nobody else, you everything I need" Yeah, okay I guess I said that all before But that welcome mat mean nothing if you're walking out that door Who ima' be without you, to be honest I ain't sure Maybe so you won't forget, probably gon' take over the world She said: "Yeah, okay have fun controlling up your next b**h" I get all my advice from girls who never had relationships So I'll just take the best I ever had and go and wreck this sh** They say that hope floats, so I'm 'bout to go and sink the ship Cause it felt like I was tryna' bail it out, during a hurricane Tryna' rekindle a fire, doused in an infinite rain Felt like the kid had been drowned and lifted in spite of the pain Guess no one prepared for the bird that rose from the ash and the flames [Hook: Ab-Stract] Cause they come and they go And we try not to show But they know we ain't able to let go And they hide while you seen Thinking it all was a dream Thinking what does it mean? Where do I turn? From this what do I learn? From this what do I earn? So like a phoenix Like a phoenix Rise from the burns [Interlude: Ab-Stract] Knowing I gotta' make a change (get up) Knowing I can't live this way (get up) I made my own skies grey (get up) So I had to make the change [Verse 2: Ab-Stract] So yeah, let's wait and see Your new self couldn't face me Your new men couldn't trace me And no alcohol could erase me Cause I'm 'bout to be seen everywhere On your TV, I'll be there Have my face up in Times Square On vacation, like that ain't fair? (huh) I'm sorry, seriously I'm sorry Gonna' have to watch my life cause you chose to go and leave the story Cause I rip beats like I uprooted And I hit goals like Beckham shoot it And I make hits like no one doing And I shift plates, it's a big movement (yeah) Pedal down and I'm cruising Middle fingers up to the ones, who still think that we're losing To be more honest than Armstrong I'm doper than the sh** he on Running tracks like that Tour de Fran' Give me that medal, then the kid is gone (yeah) And I hope you're flipping out Cause now the kid you used to know is what girl's flippin' 'bout Hitting stages, asking ages Yeah that's where we're headed now When you realise where my name is Just know why you're missing out