Texty

I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make Yeah, I've got a confession to make Dear Dad, you left me when I was born You didn't wanna pay child support Why the fuck you think that you can come knockin' on my life? And think that I'd open the door? Yeah, think that I'd open the door You better get the fuck off of my porch I don't want you in my life, anymore I don't want you in my life, anymore Oh, so now you wanna come and be my friend? I don' really know what is goin' through your mind when You try to hit me up on Facebook, while you're typin' like "I just wanna say, hi, I think I'll surprise him" I heard you got a brand new life With a brand new house, and a brand new wife, and a brand new kid Yeah, sounds about right What would happen if they knew about me, huh? I hope you die I hope you're sick for the rest of your life And I hope that one night when you go to sleep Someone breaks in, you get stabbed with a knife And I hope I'm right The reason I write, I'm here for the ride And if God is real, then send me to Hell That way I can meet you, and beat you on sight Like, fuck you! I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I wanna dedicate this to my ex No, I don't care if you're sick of this I don't care if you're sick of it This is a part of my life, an' it's intimate In fact, if you don't like it, then turn off the track Bitch, don't even tell me that you've been a fan 'cause you're not I fell in love with a whore I fell in love with a whore She took my heart, then ripped the shit out of my chest She's stompin' a whole in the floor She's fuckin' like three other guys, on the side Michael, an' Tim, an' this fucker she likes Don't even tell me they're only your friends, when you been suckin' all their dicks on the side And you're like, "Nathan, you're so immature, those are just people I know at my work" "I only slept with him once, or maybe, like ten times, you're such a jerk" Bitch, I know the truth, you prob'ly hate me for singin' this, too But if you knew everything that you've done to me I guarantee, it would split you in two Like, fuck you! I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I wanna dedicate this to my fans I wanna dedicate this to my fam I wanna dedicate this to everyone in my life, that made me the person I am I wanna dedicate this to myself Nathan, you ain't really been like ya'self Not lately, you ain't really been like ya'self I want you to know that I'm tryin' to help, but Lately, I've been stressed out Everybody gettin' pissed off because I don't read their texts, now I don't wanna talk, lately I've been so depressed, ahh Do you call yourself a fan? You should put you heads down Nathan, oh, why the fuck do you think? That you have been such an arrogant prick? Those are the type of messages that I get, like everyday Oh my God, there it is, a part I swear to God, someone's I feel like I just wanna quit Man, I'm only human an' I go to school and these people assume I revolve around them But damnit, I don't! God damnit, I don't, and if you're truly a fan, then get the fuck off of my back And if you're offended, then I guess I know that you ain't a fan I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I've got a confession to make I've got a confession to make I've gotta get this shit off of my chest 'Cause, if I don't, then I feel like I'm 'onna break I've got a confession, no, no I've got a confession, for you I've got a confession, no, no I've got a confession, for you, no, no I feel like I'm just about to break I'm barely alive from all this pain I've gotta let it go I cannot wait This is my confession
Writer(s): Nathan Lake Kawaguchi, Huy Truong Nguyen Tran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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