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She woke up
Lit a cigarette and put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone
I'm being honest
You just want those songs to be about you but they not bitch
You just another problem
And I don't need your trauma
It's hard to tell how high I really get when I'm at the bottom
She tried showing off her man to get me jealous so I robbed 'em
She still let me fuck
That's embarrassing as fuck
Or she just really fucking dumb
Either way I'm moving on
Y'all ain't never had the touch
You need them to put you on
How you gonn' get your money up
She fell asleep in the bathtub
With her playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About the way we was in love before she gave it fucking up
Lil bitch you lost it
You made this a show and then you left me in the moshpit
Took my clothes and stole my soul you been left me exhausted
Left me low and left me all alone baby you not it
Took that rope and left it on my throat baby you knot it
Heartless heartthrob
Hard times won't stop
She not the one I told y'all
She played me like an old song
I'm in Manta Rey by the ocean with my new bitch givin' me shoulder rubs
We heading back to the city when I sober up
I just lit another cigarette and put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone I'm being honest
But we past that
She says I lost everything we had but I don't think we ever had that
Fuck shooting shots I want my strap back
Girl you got nowhere left to hide
You a nightmare I got flashbacks
Can't ride with me you need a bus pass
Or you need to learn to pump gas
If you on my mind you trespassed
I need my money back plus tax
Cut you off like mustache
My love for you just rushed past
You wanted a song about you so I made this for your punk ass
She woke up lit a cigarette
And put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone
I'm being honest
You just want these songs to be about you but they not bitch
You just another problem and I don't need your trauma
Hard to tell how high I really get when I'm at the bottom
She tried showing off her man to get me jealous so I robbed 'em

She woke up
Lit a cigarette and put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone
I'm being honest
You just want those songs to be about you but they not bitch
You just another problem
And I don't need your trauma
It's hard to tell how high I really get when I'm at the bottom
She tried showing off her man to get me jealous so I robbed 'em
She still let me fuck
That's embarrassing as fuck
Or she just really fucking dumb
Either way I'm moving on
Y'all ain't never had the touch
You need them to put you on
How you gonn' get your money up
She fell asleep in the bathtub
With her playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About the way we was in love before she gave it fucking up
Lil bitch you lost it
You made this a show and then you left me in the moshpit
Took my clothes and stole my soul you been left me exhausted
Left me low and left me all alone baby you not it
Took that rope and left it on my throat baby you knot it
Heartless heartthrob
Hard times won't stop
She not the one I told y'all
She played me like an old song
I'm in Manta Rey by the ocean with my new bitch givin' me shoulder rubs
We heading back to the city when I sober up
I just lit another cigarette and put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone I'm being honest
But we past that
She says I lost everything we had but I don't think we ever had that
Fuck shooting shots I want my strap back
Girl you got nowhere left to hide
You a nightmare I got flashbacks
Can't ride with me you need a bus pass
Or you need to learn to pump gas
If you on my mind you trespassed
I need my money back plus tax
Cut you off like mustache
My love for you just rushed past
You wanted a song about you so I made this for your punk ass
She woke up lit a cigarette
And put that playlist on
That I made for her when I cared about her
With all her favorite songs
I ain't put my music on it though
She hates the way I talk
About them drugs or the love I lost
But I'm fucked up and too far gone
I'm being honest
You just want these songs to be about you but they not bitch
You just another problem and I don't need your trauma
Hard to tell how high I really get when I'm at the bottom
She tried showing off her man to get me jealous so I robbed 'em