Heartbreak Dealership (Psychotic)

A person who thinks all the time
Has nothing to think about except for thoughts
Love, love, love
So he loses touch with reality and lives in a world of illusions
Love, love, love
Love, love, love

Yo, is that body Benz or Audi? (Audi)
Parties in my ride (my ride)
We go M.I.A., I keep a Barbie by my side
Break another heart
(Heart Breaker)
Chasing dollar signs
(She chase it)
Stop overthinking, these illusions in her mind
She blew my way, she gave me chills (chills)
Says I'm top three, but she loves him and him

She's selling broken hearts like it's a dealership
And if we fall apart, she's for the streets again
Prying eyes on your doorstep, dry your tears
Why you crying on FaceTime when I'm right here?

She feels psychotic, gets surrounded by these dudes
That's all her fault, she's sick of symptoms that she choose
Psychotic, she want it
Psychotic, she got it
Psychotic, she want it
Psychotic, keep calling

She push to start it
Girl whip that body (On mine)
She feel like summer
Girl, look like money (No lie)
She blew my way, she gave me chills (chills)
Says I'm top three, but she loves him and him

Now we going back and forth again
On a planet of my own, you can orbit it
Wanna be your only one, I'm at war with them
You more expensive than the cars and the ordinance
Kind of funny, pot of cold, and it's dripping honey
She do anything at all when it's for the money
Crash course through the wall, we was goin dummy
Hold me down through the fall, shawty keep it muddy

Broken hearts like it's a dealership
And if we fall apart, she's for the streets again
Crying eyes in your doorstep, dry your tears
Why you crying on FaceTime when I'm right here

She feels psychotic, gets surrounded by these dudes
That's all her fault, she's sick of symptoms that she choose
She blew my way, she gave me chills (chills)
Says I'm top three, but she loves him and him and him

Perpetual and compulsive repetition of words
Of reckoning and calculating
I'm not saying that thinking is bad
Like everything else, it's useful in moderation
A good servant but a bad master



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Johnson
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