Hurt You
You want me to hurt you
You want me to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
You just want to play me
You just want to play me
You just want someone to blame for all your sorrow
Guess it's alright
It won't be the same by tomorrow
I guess we have come to an end
We are done pretending all the shit we do
Is always meant to be
Killing me softly
I'm done being honest with you and
I'm done being honest with you
And seeing you sad
Seeing you sad
You want me to hurt you
You want to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
Now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say, chemistry's gone
Now she, now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say
In fact you don't need me to hurt yourself
You already do
You're taking pills
You're slicing yourself you want to do bad
And I don't know why
I got in trouble for you and I got established for two
And I was savage for you
Maybe it's bad timing
Maybe we're done trying
Maybe you done lying
I'm done being honest with you and
I'm done being honest with you
And seeing you sad
Seeing you sad
You want me to hurt you
You want to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
Now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say, chemistry's gone
Now she, now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say
Now she knows
Lost in the sauce
You want me to
You want me to
Hurt You
Got the blunt in my left hand
You wanna talk I don't listen
I hit the blunt in my left
You usually talk I don't listen
You want me to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
You just want to play me
You just want to play me
You just want someone to blame for all your sorrow
Guess it's alright
It won't be the same by tomorrow
I guess we have come to an end
We are done pretending all the shit we do
Is always meant to be
Killing me softly
I'm done being honest with you and
I'm done being honest with you
And seeing you sad
Seeing you sad
You want me to hurt you
You want to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
Now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say, chemistry's gone
Now she, now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say
In fact you don't need me to hurt yourself
You already do
You're taking pills
You're slicing yourself you want to do bad
And I don't know why
I got in trouble for you and I got established for two
And I was savage for you
Maybe it's bad timing
Maybe we're done trying
Maybe you done lying
I'm done being honest with you and
I'm done being honest with you
And seeing you sad
Seeing you sad
You want me to hurt you
You want to hurt you
You want me to fall for your games and your bullshit
You want me to hurt you
Now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say, chemistry's gone
Now she, now she all up in my FaceTime
What can I say
Now she knows
Lost in the sauce
You want me to
You want me to
Hurt You
Got the blunt in my left hand
You wanna talk I don't listen
I hit the blunt in my left
You usually talk I don't listen
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Writer(s): Milan Mertens
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