Nothing To Lose

Walkin' down the street
My self esteem somewhere at home on the floor
Sad dragging my feet
I'm catching eyes that I have never caught before

Most just think I'm pretty when I really got the blues
I don't want no pity, just some help tying my noose

Drunk or maybe high bitch I might be
Who told you that I had to choose?
Ain't that just the way that you like me
Rundown with nothing left to lose?

'Til I lose my mind
I found that I'm something not worth the time day
No one treats me canceled
I'm possessed, and stressed, and witherin' away

Most just think I'm pretty when I really got the blues
I don't want no pity, just some help tying my noose

Drunk or maybe high bitch I might be
Who told you that I had to choose?
Ain't that just the way that you like me
Rundown with nothing left to lose?

Drunk or maybe high bitch I might be
Who told you that I had to choose?
Ain't that just the way that you like me
Rundown with nothing left to lose?

Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose

Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose

Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left to lose
Rundown with nothing left



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