breakup coach

Fuck around and feel like shit Been tryna write a god damn hit, I keep writing bout you Breakup coach, put me back, in the field Used to talk about our feelings Now you ask me how I'm feeling Make the most; cigarette hanging, silhouette dancing On your toes Take me back to back then I can't keep up the acting I can't keep up the acting, no Fuck around and feel like shit Been tryna write a god damn hit, I keep writing bout you When you decline I catch your drift Been tryna catch a brand new fish, I keep fishing for you Now I don't know what to do Got me crying by the pool, yeah I'm missing my Used to be cuddled up, now the huddles up, told me "break" Like it's halftime, I might leave Told me not to come home, like you coaching third base Guess I'm a bad sign, she a team member I take no offence, cause I know I cannot defend her Now I'm on the bench, I want you, I don't need tinder Even if I hit the game winner please don't break the ties You gon' make me cry If I ever hear about any knee injuries Or see you smiling knowing I'm not the one clapping your cheeks Well, I'm a poor sport, I'm a sore loser, why are you sore? I got a belly full of wine, and no reason to text I got a foul fuckin mouth for a reasonable tick If I ever hang it up it'll be by the neck Cause I would kill to die by your hands Fuck around and feel like shit Been tryna write a god damn hit, I keep writing bout you When you decline I catch your drift Been tryna catch a brand new fish, I keep fishing for you Now I don't know what to do Got me crying by the pool, yeah I'm missing my Small fry, got me running offside Loving you ain't easy, caught me with a red card, you beat me again Nice guy, we used to be so shy Loving you was easy, caught me with the red card, you beat me again I don't wanna wait again Fuck around and feel like shit Been tryna write a god damn hit, I keep writing bout you