What's Love?
I'm running from my dreams again
I'll never call you back
Fucking hope I never sleep again
You're Never in my bed
But I'll never stop pleasing them
I gave you all I had
And now I'm just a (now I'm just)
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
And no I never would even take you back
K-k-kill myself before I even consider that
You had more chances than you should've had
Fucking demon bitch, we scream over the phone and text
How the fuck you even scream over text?
Not sure but somehow you manage that
Starting to think I need less, texts from you
I message you, we talk then you turn up dead
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
I'll never call you back
Fucking hope I never sleep again
You're Never in my bed
But I'll never stop pleasing them
I gave you all I had
And now I'm just a (now I'm just)
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
And no I never would even take you back
K-k-kill myself before I even consider that
You had more chances than you should've had
Fucking demon bitch, we scream over the phone and text
How the fuck you even scream over text?
Not sure but somehow you manage that
Starting to think I need less, texts from you
I message you, we talk then you turn up dead
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
Fucked up, Something went wrong in my head
After we F*ck hope I'll never have to see you again
What's love? Something you'll never be able to depend on
Though I still kinda like you, just friend
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Writer(s): Chance Beaver
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