Ted Roe - Maryle Said... [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I refuse to write in any fashion where my nose would grow
So in selection of my prose a nigga chose to show
The soul connection that was burned and turned my love to foe
And left her with a smug smirk that said "I told you so"
When I implored for her return, she chose twice to go
Couldn't risk a third strike, so I chose the snow
Right back into the solitude that slowed my growth
With the thought that the walk would bring me home to score
But now I know, Magic's a shooting star oustide Orlando
Not Dwight, tho every night I get, higher than a lampost
Everyday's like camp, I wake up telling her she can't go
Not Lazlo, I lays low, focused on my payroll
RockStar found her wings, redbull, unpolished halo
The Angel on my grave, like a voice from the dead
And every word she said, loops repeat in my head
Fret wears on my soul, as I regret what I did, I hear...

And, I look around and wish for…
Someone that knows me, scold and console me
A wife that plays her role, talk some shit at Wii Bowling
Saw into your soul, never thought you'd leave me lonely
Squarely blame myself. misjudged that hoe for a homie
Passed away's the old me, the new mold isn't happy
Lost friends, lost my pappy, losing you made it crappy
As you left extra snappy, packed before you announced
That the life we had was over, you were ready to bounce
I had feelings, they're confirmed, cash in any amount
Can't satisfy like the taste of your mouth
As I sit in my house, shifty, trying to figure it out
2 bedrooms, me without a seed or a spouse
And now life is a drought, I'm a weed, but I sprout
Surviving off of little feed, what I need has run out
Live in utter disbelief of you leaving me, seemingly
This simply can't be what being me is about