Melrose

***Melrose*** is a song by Nash Yamin which appears as the seventeenth track on the deluxe edition of his ninth studio album, *What Do I Know About Love?*. The song features a hidden spoken word track at the end, titled "I'm Not Sleepin Tonight".

## Lyrics

**[Part I: Melrose]**

[Nash Yamin:]

My baby left me yesterday

Packed her bags and went away, yeah

High heels on the carpet

Took my keys and craved her name into my car seat

And that's the last one I let push me around

I said it before but I mean it now, eh

Get me out this city

I just need to clear my mind

We left this evening

Give 'em twenty dollars for some gas in Boston

Grab a bite but now we're taking off, we're taking off, off

When we got to Melrose, fifteenth nights of April

We just drank our sorrows, and talked about the day we'll have it all

We'll have it all

One shot, one shot for my sorrows, oh yeah

Power up the white noise, maybe I'll forget her deep into the morning

And right inside this yellow house

I'm reading CDs on the couch

But it's better than being stranded

Nothing but myself in this studio apartment

We left this evening

Give 'em twenty dollars for some gas in Boston

Grab a bite but now we're taking off, we're taking off, off

When we got to Melrose, fifteenth nights of April

We just drank our sorrows, and talked about the day we'll have it all

We'll have it all

[Chance the Rapper:]

I don't think I'm sleeping tonight

Something 'bout my stomach doesn't feel right

What you left in my chest on the left side

Where your head-- nah, fuck it

Time to take a drive

Night skies got me feeling like Bruce Wayne

'Cept all I got is a pocket of loose change

Head and heart got me thinking that I'm too strange

Well maybe I'm different

Word to two chains, two lanes

Drift grip the wood crane

Lookin' at the exit signs, but it's your name (damn)

On some purple rain shit, feelin' like Prince

Gotta go and change my name chiz, same shit, ain't it?

Yeah, I know I don't seem complacent

Got enough on my chest but my heart's still vacant

And I can't take it

My love is unreciprocated

I've been through enough without ever gettin' the payment

But it's harder to heal than it is to endure

There's only so much that the liquor can cure

And all that liquor that's poured gave you a head of a tornado

Of every memory that had you trippin' before

All that Christian Dior denim, Louis Vuitton leather

Led 'em a late night, safe flight and good weather

Ain't enough to make me feel better

Ain't enough to make me forget all those nights in early December

**[Part II: I'm Not Sleepin Tonight]**

I think I was dreamin'

But now I know I ain't been sleepin'

And some of these days, these feelings stoppin' me from eating

The pit of my stomach is heavy

I guess that's how it feels when you start to forget me

I apologize for not caring for myself

I've never known anything else than putting myself after everyone else

And that fucks me up, it's true

These late nights really are new

And there's so little I can do besides drive

Lay awake think about where you lay in the night

And fantasize about us living life in paradise

In a warm place where we never really have to die

But life ain't kind, we can't live fantasy

I just need to hear that you're maintaining sanity

Cause it's more important to me that you're doing alright

Than the fact that I'm not sleepin' tonight