Yeah, fuckin' love, love, I love it

Fuck, this isn't the song that I wanted to write

In fact, this song won't paint me in a flattering light

But that's alright

I'm currently engaged to my baby mama, which would be great if she didn't come with so much crazy drama

So immature, she gets jealous of the way that I talk to our baby daughter

She don't cook at all, which would be fine if she did the dishes at least some of the time

She'll tell you that she cleans 95% of the time, that statement is a goddamn lie

Yo, no I'm not perfect either, I'm a heavy drinker

Impulsively do LSD and spend the night on some bleachers

Otherwise she thought I decided to leave her

But at home I keep such a mellow demeanor

She's mean as well as a screamer

I've worked hard to support us as a family

Never laid a hand on you, you're so demanding of me

Kept you fed and comfortable, both for the pregnancy and on through

Never got real effort, true

And it didn't get better for me or for you

So, I should bid you adieu

I'm depressed, I hid my relapse on meth

I downloaded Snapchat just to talk to my ex

But I digress

I'm thinking that we need some space

Our daughter is the best, she can't see this stress

I got sober again, babe, I'm still a miss

But I digress

I'm thinking that we need some space

I bet I can't show you this song

Which is how I know something's inherently wrong

This music was my love before this started

I sure miss when you'd sing my chorus, darling

When we were friends there was no pressure or expectations

I was honest with you and not stressed about how you'd take it

It's funny how lame I feel now

All the lies and self-doubt low-key got me real down

Am I a clown to you? You should let me know now, baby

She mad at me, I'm mad at her

Flattery, baby, what you asking for

Screaming at me and happily ever afterwards

I'm depressed, I hid my relapse on meth

I downloaded Snapchat just to talk to my ex

But I digress

I'm thinking that we need some space

Our daughter is the best, she can't see this stress

I got sober again, babe, I'm still a miss

But I digress

I'm thinking that we need some space

Hi, baby

Yeah, excuse me

I'm at a rehearsal, I'm heading home since you didn't answer

I'm having a bad time right now

But, um, I love you

I'll see you when you get off

And your voice is so fucking long

But I love you so much

What the heck, dude

Whatever

I'm leaving, dude

I'm packing our shit

I'm gonna smoke and I'm gonna fucking leave

Because clearly you don't care

Have a good one, dude