Ms. Stress

It's better that it hurts,
It's better that it feels this way to me
I can't be too comfortable
'Cause loving you is not my destiny
Said I prefer that I feel this pain
My heart is aching, breaking, painstaking in this gambling thing
This ain't no parallel universe, parallel line
You choose two in one you're living like love of my life
And in the other you're the daddy of theirs
So I play Russian Roulette and put this phone to my ear
Just to say, yo this is Ms. Stress
It's better that it hurts,
It's better that it feels this way to me
I can't be too comfortable
'Cause loving you is not my destiny
See too much asked of me through his lips
So I attempted to be all that dreams suggest to the ego and promise the soul
I tried to be all he had ever told of the interchangeable face
And physicality and mentality of she as closely near
He summoned all my tears and abandoned we
I lived alone for years, no longer knowing who exactly is me
As I began the punishment for his perfection
My vision nearly lost the direction
My return to innocence was lost and his ID
You see I forgot and instead I sought protection through judgment
Now angels and devils look alike to me
Sometimes quiet sounds like lonely to me
My angel I'd stop breathing for you
If my life was possible without it
To be sure of love I'm needing more than just a casual affair
But the pain runs deep internally
But clearly seen when you're not there
It's better that it hurts,
It's better that it feels this way to me
I can't be too comfortable
'Cause loving you is not my destiny
It's better that it hurts,
It's better that it feels this way to me
I can't be too comfortable
'Cause loving you is not my destiny
Yo, yo, yo it ain't my time to die right now
You to I means death of my heart my visions my dreams
Yo, yo, yo it ain't my time to die now
You to I means death of my heart my visions my dreams