Proud of Me X Skeletons

Obviously I know I’ve done wrong, but if you decide to leave
I wrote this love song, this is my apology
As life goes on, I just hope you’re proud of me
(Hope that you’re proud)
I believe that we belong together but you don’t
I guess there’s something telling you to move on
But when the radio plays my new song
(Hope that you’re proud)
Baby I hope that you’re proud
See me on TV, I hope that you smile
Ain’t see us peaking
I thought the preacher’d be preaching and we would be strolling the aisle
Mean every word that I wrote in my vows
Damn, maybe I can say ‘em one day
But for now I leave you these songs, praying you’ll play em one day
I ain’t always keep it 1k
Made you look silly and I’m ashamed to admit it
Said I was chasing the money, I was just running, I was afraid of commitment
Ain’t gotta state the specifics
I was just hoping you’d pay me a visit
Been number one since you gave me your digits
Had no intentions to play with your feelings
But I did and I’m sorry, watching all these dark clouds-
Multiply like Ed Sheeran, I’m just thinking out loud-
So come to a show, no matter the row, you always stand out in a crowd, I just
(Hope that you’re proud)
‘Cause all I ever wanted to do was make you proud
Yeah all I ever wanted to do was see you smile
Yeah all I wanted to do was make you proud
That’s all I ever wanted to do
Skeletons
I got some skeletons in my closet
I did some shit and I ain’t proud of it
I went legit and joe they’re proud of me
But all my nights are filled with gloom
Hoping my skeletons don’t chase me out the room
I got some skeletons in my closet
I did some shit and I ain’t proud of it
I went legit and joe they’re proud of me
But all my nights are filled with gloom
Hoping my skeletons don’t chase me out the room
I done fucked a lot of people over
Bobbed and weaved bitches that were looking for some closure
Laced my marijuana with 4 leaf clovers
But it’s time to own my shit, that’s word to Oprah
Mama finding nickels & dimes all in the sofa, wasn’t looking for change
Made her look at me strange
I was cooking the ‘caine
Know that ain’t make her proud
It’s hard to see you first born child running wild
Not to mention that I’m the son of a-
Functioning alcoholic, he’s been battling the brandy like Monica
But fuck it I’m feeling brand new
Treat them skeletons like Brenda in Scary Movie 2
Ay you know!