Broken Heart
You see I wrote this song for you so you should pay attention
Love is a game and you can lose over one bad decision
People ah smile in yo face and tell you that they miss you
Just to get you to stay cuz that's they only mission
But you gotta know when love is love not lust don't try to fake it
You Can't have the one you love I know you hate it
It's Time to choose yo self get out that basement huh
That pain that you felt don't let it fade in
Cuz every broken heart cannn
Lead you on to sumthin' better now
But is that sum that you gone allow
It's like 30s to the heart when you think bout what they did to you
And to take them shots like that, baby gotta be bullet proof
I den been through the mud
I den been through the rain
I know four letter love can bring you four letter pain
So I, so I
Just gotta keep that shit mental
Ain't got nobody to vent to
I know my love is my art
Now I got broken utensils
And baby you ain't to blame
I let you in when I shouldn't (I let you in when I shouldn't)
I let you in when I shouldn't
And baby don't call my phone because I'm hurt and I'm finished
Because I'm hurt and finished
You said you'd ride for me
You say you on one
I see you lied to me
Now I trust no one
Remy no chaser cuz lately my mind been racing
But baby can you blame you played me like I was basic
Played me like I was basic (Played me like i was basic)
But every broken heart can
Lead you on to sum better now
But is that something that you gone allow
Something that's your gonna
Love is a game and you can lose over one bad decision
People ah smile in yo face and tell you that they miss you
Just to get you to stay cuz that's they only mission
But you gotta know when love is love not lust don't try to fake it
You Can't have the one you love I know you hate it
It's Time to choose yo self get out that basement huh
That pain that you felt don't let it fade in
Cuz every broken heart cannn
Lead you on to sumthin' better now
But is that sum that you gone allow
It's like 30s to the heart when you think bout what they did to you
And to take them shots like that, baby gotta be bullet proof
I den been through the mud
I den been through the rain
I know four letter love can bring you four letter pain
So I, so I
Just gotta keep that shit mental
Ain't got nobody to vent to
I know my love is my art
Now I got broken utensils
And baby you ain't to blame
I let you in when I shouldn't (I let you in when I shouldn't)
I let you in when I shouldn't
And baby don't call my phone because I'm hurt and I'm finished
Because I'm hurt and finished
You said you'd ride for me
You say you on one
I see you lied to me
Now I trust no one
Remy no chaser cuz lately my mind been racing
But baby can you blame you played me like I was basic
Played me like I was basic (Played me like i was basic)
But every broken heart can
Lead you on to sum better now
But is that something that you gone allow
Something that's your gonna
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Hurst
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