SOAP OPERA Video (MV)

You want to go to Coachella
So you took your mama's keys
One hundred miles when they called the cops on me
Tried to flip it, and say it's all on me
An hour before, you had taken ecstasy
So I went home
And tried to get my life back
It went wrong
Wish I could get that night back
But you made me a man
So I do what I can
Oh I'm running, and running, and running
Oh, I'll be okay though
Something been wanting me
Do not know what I am in for
Youngin, you're running from something that you can't escape
All the things I'd tell you
But you wouldn't listen
I just wanna know the real you
But you won't get out the kitchen
All those nights that you cook for me
It tastes real good
The nights that you hated me
It felt real good
The nights you were good to me
It felt so nice
Got me too hot
Put my soul on ice
Put the moonlight in my ears, I'll be here for a day
You scream so loud, I can't hear what you say
I'm going
95 down your driveway
You say it's too slow
Drive like I'm on the highway
We play our favorite songs when we see the flashing lights
I don't know how long
We've been out tonight
We should probably get back soon
Shouldn't we get back soon?
So you went home
And never gave a ride back
Called your phone
You never even write back
But I do what I can
'Cause I'm still your biggest fan
Oh I'm running, and running, and running
Oh, I'll be okay though
Something been wanting me
Do not know what I am in for
Youngin, you're running from something that you can't escape
"It's not my fault that the play was lousy, okay?
Number two, it sure as hell isn't my fault that you didn't turn out to be an actress
And the sooner you get over that piece of soap opera, the better off we're both gonna be
Number three, I don't happen to fit the role of dumb, insensitive suburban husband
You've been trying to lay that crap on me ever since we moved out here
And I'm damned if I'll wear it
Number four!
April?"
Please just listen to me for a second, I got shit to say
Didn't think I'd go this far, wish I could take it all away, but I can't
And you know that its true
I'm sorry I can't do the things that you want me to do
Sometimes I feel like I be asking way too much
Even though there's a border, I wanna feel your touch
You said I deserve better, that got me under the weather
I'm wishing we were together so we can clear this up
So I'ma drive to your place
And fake a smile on my face
I brought you coffee and chocolate
But in my pocket, there's mace, just in case
'Cause you a weapon, and you dangerous to me
If a girl was a gun, then you aiming it to me
I can't afford to hear you out
I know what you on about
I'm listening to your head
I'm tryna figure you out
My mind has been in a drought until these past few weeks
'Cause now the hurricane hit me and I fell in too deep
And now I'm swimming
Tryna get to the shore
And you running
Now you looking for more
And every second you're stepping a little further from me
I know that perfect's imperfect, but damn, it's hurting to see