Ghost type women always send me the most love

Even when you smile all I feel is your cold blood (all I feel is your cold blood)

You're gonna turn me to stone 'cause

Even when I'm dyin' all I feel is the ghost of

Tryna change myself, is that wrong?

When I try not to hate myself when you're gone

Just cry and berate myself

All the ways that you talk to me

Whine about the pain that it caused to me

It's the wrong road for some jewelry

This ain't cool to me, I miss you usually

It's a crossroad

Back where we used to be

Keep your cool with me

Baby, you're losin' me (show me baby you want it)

Say some, waist down, tryna give you the most love

Bad girl, no good while I'm makin' her toes curl

Backwoods, gotta smoke for the shakes now

Face down, baby let me taste from the waist down

It's a wrong road over some jewelry

Stuck at the cross roads, goin' back where we used to be

Tryna brace myself for the place I dwell

Bring flowers to my gravestone

Even in hell tryna change myself, is that wrong?

When I try not to hate myself 'cause you're gone

Just cry and berate myself

From the way that you talk to me

Dyin' from the pain that it caused to me

It's a long road back where we used to be

This ain't cool to me, I think you're usin' me

Goin' tomorrow over some jewelry

Tryna take what's left of me

Even in hell

Even in hell (tryna take what's left of me)

Even in hell