I’m scared to ask...

Would you stay... if I got nothin’?

I don’t got the cash, just pain in my pocket

Heart full of rust, and a mind that’s toxic

Do you love me?

…or just the idea?

Would you leave me...

If I cried and disappeared?

Can’t sleep, shadows talk to me loud

Dreams cheap, but I can’t afford ‘em now

Tell me —

Do you see a future in the dark?

Or am I just another question mark?

Would you love me if I’m broke? (Would you?)

If I’m silent when I choke? (Would you?)

If I fall, would you catch my ghost?

I’m afraid to ask,

I’m afraid to know...

Tears on the screen, no texts back

Demons in my chest wear jet black

Would you kiss me,

If I lost all the light?

Would you run,

If I lost one fight?

I don’t got chains, just trauma

No gold, just guilt and karma

Say you real, but I see through drama

Every “I love you”

Feels like a comma...

Would you love me if I’m broke? (Still?)

If I bleed and never spoke?

If I vanish, would you miss my name?

Or am I just… someone to blame?

I’m afraid to ask.

But do I even matter?