Cold War

I hit a wall again, but
She so cold now we at war again
Well, oh oh, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev
I said, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev, yeah yeah

Shit maybe, tell em Mr. Postman
Ion een say shit no more the way she cut the courier
She was so cold, sliding tryna get in the zone like curling
I was up early, sweeping nerves my
Stomach burling searching for silver linings or
Something purling so Kintsugi dropping pearls
So my scots look sterling Scott like Pilgrim me vs the world
And I know I'm not perfect
But damn I'm just tryna be perfect
That's it earnest
Turned to a hermit
Was scared to be Urkel
Know I been corny been tryn cut the kernels
Encouragement needed but she prefer curtains or curtails
Hurts when a person you trust
Shows you a picture that's way less Urquelle
And way more "urk" well
Yeah that's true but I really wish it wasn't
I wish you'd trust me
And dig in something deeper than what's on the surface of what you see
Have some belief
Maybe what she was asking of me
Was just that and the meaning was lost
Cuz I checked out once I hit that wall again, but

Cuz I hit a wall again, but
She so cold now we at war again
Well, oh oh, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev
I said, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev
Let's tear this bitch down, yuh
I said let's tear this bitch down, oh
Fuck it let's tear this bitch down, huh, yeah
I said let's tear this bitch down, oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh)

Lemme tell ya true story in Terror Squad territory lean back then
Tear this bitch down as we collapsing
Big punishments "fe fi fo fum" the giant
Crashing down off cloud nine skinny
Reenactments of fairytale loves ending up myths dead in lust
Bullshit love only leave a labyrinth like

Cuz I hit a wall again, but
She so cold now we at war again
And oh oh, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev
I said, fuck you Mr. Gorbachev
Let's tear this bitch down, yuh
I said let's tear this bitch down, oh
Fuck it let's tear this bitch down, yuh
I said let's tear this bitch down, oh, oh, oh
It hurts so much to be in love and to not be believed