F****d Up

Running in circles

Let’s hang it up, girl

And accept the fact

That we’re not right for each other

What are we fighting for?

This isn’t right no more

C’mon, be real

We don’t like one another

We’re toxic as fuck

Always high or we’re drunk

If we keep this shit up

Then we’ll never recover

I’m ready to move on from us

So just do me one favor

Get rid of my number

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

No stable relationship’s like ours

Baby, this is not love

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

I don’t want you back

You don’t want me back

But we can’t accept that it’s done

Late night

Blowing smoke in the moonlight

Something light, .5 to set the mood right

You don’t wanna see me

Happy with a new girl

I don’t wanna see you

Happy with a new guy

We split, shit is different

We’re in two worlds

One thing’s the same though

We get too high

We ain’t meant to be together

You’re my twin flame

I could see the fire

Burn in your blue eyes

West Coast

Driving past all the palm trees

Dead soul in a ghost

I’m a zombie

Sad flows, I’m alone

D-R-B

You don’t love me

And I know that

You don’t want me

I didn’t give you anything

But a cracked heart

You didn’t give me anything

But a damn scar

I guess rock bottom’s

Where we set the damn bar

We ain’t no good for each other

Baby, run far

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

No stable relationship’s like ours

Baby, this is not love

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

I don’t want you back

You don’t want me back

But we can’t accept that it’s done

Let it go

Let it go

We’re better off being single

Fasho

I don’t wanna be the same

I wanna grow

If you don’t ever wanna change

Then don’t

I ain’t tryna argue

I ain’t got the energy

I’m sentimental

But I can’t let this shit get to me

I ain’t playing with you

You’re as good as dead to me

In the future, you gon’

Be another memory

Two low-lifes

Broken and co-dependent

Don’t know why

I stayed with you, that’s pathetic

Time goes by

A year feels like a second

Wasted time getting wasted

And I regret it

This a break up

Don’t take me out of context

So accept that

And spare me all the nonsense

You’ve said a lot worse to me

For a lot less

I don’t care no more

Take care, God bless

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

No stable relationship’s like ours

Baby, this is not love

If I call your phone, I’m fucked up

If you call my phone, you’re fucked up

I don’t want you back

You don’t want me back

But we can’t accept that it’s done