Teen Romance

Ayy
Yeah

I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt

You used to tell me you love me, and now you say fuck me
Won't touch me or fuck me, don't trust me
Now I'm just sitting alone and I'm writing these poems
The words to reflect what disrupts me
Pick up a pencil instead of a blade
Words represent all the blood that I've saved
Music to cover the scars I'd have made
I use this shit for the sake of my mental
I hold it all in till I pick up a pencil
You hate me, you know it, I see through the picture
The image projected, it's up on a screen
It's see through like glass
Bitch, it's the last
Time you gonna see me, I'm up and I'm leaving you
Call, I don't pick up, I'm changing my number
Don't want to see you and don't want to hear you
The taste that you left in my mouth's fucking sour

Ayyy
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt
I'm trying to figure it out
Well, I figured it out
You hate me, that's without a doubt
Yeah, without a doubt



Credits
Writer(s): Julien Collins
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