| I smoke that shit until the bottom
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| Burning hotter than Nevada
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| For someone who’s got problems
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| I sure ain’t got no fucks to give
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| You won’t break me I guess you’ll see
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| I might be distant with you often
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| But I won’t blame it on the trauma
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| Everybody’s got problems
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| Tryna fix what’s left to give
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| You can’t penetrate my shield
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| I wrapped it around my heart when it healed
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| And told myself never again
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| You can’t change the way I feel
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| You can’t fix me let’s be real
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| You’ll just knock me down again
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| So beak my heart, just break my heart if you can
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| Rip it out of my chest with your bare hands
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| I’d rather be feeling empty than full of love that’s gonna end
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| So don’t pretend that you fix me just to break my heart again
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| I threw that key right when I locked it
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| Couldn’t have caught it if you wanted
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| No, you don’t want my problems
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| I’ve got too many to give
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| Please don’t chase me, just leave me be
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| Not tryna say that I don’t want ya
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| But I’ve been going through a lot of
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| Unnecessary pressure
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| Tryna fix what’s left to give
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| I can’t explain the way I feel
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| I thought my heart would beat when it healed
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| Love ain’t like it is in letters
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| If I give way and let you in
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| Is it worth it all in the end
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| Cuz I can’t get knocked down again
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| So beak my heart, just break my heart if you can
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| Rip it out of my chest with your bare hands
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| I’d rather be feeling empty than full of love that’s gonna end
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| So don’t pretend that you fix me just to break my heart again
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| So beak my heart, just break my heart if you can
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| Rip it out of my chest with your bare hands
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| I’d rather be feeling empty than full of love that’s gonna end
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| So don’t pretend that you fix me just to break my heart again |