Talking Bout Hard Times
I just wanted to be a friend
I just want this nightmare to end
I ain't saying all I did was right
I got frustrated so I put up a fight
I fought for you, and I fought for us
But I never received that needed trust
Wo oh oh
Look at you now
Can't look a friend
Can't look a brother in the eye
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
I ain't saying that I ain't changed
I know for sure, that I ain't the same
All that money and that shameful fame
Had me spinning had me losing my game
I put trust in false friends
And when you do, now I know
This is how it ends
Wo oh oh
Look at you now
Can't look a friend
Can't look a brother in the eye
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
You talk bout hard times, well
Keep talking bout hard times
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Like you know
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Like you know, like you know
Keep talking bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
I just want this nightmare to end
I ain't saying all I did was right
I got frustrated so I put up a fight
I fought for you, and I fought for us
But I never received that needed trust
Wo oh oh
Look at you now
Can't look a friend
Can't look a brother in the eye
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
I ain't saying that I ain't changed
I know for sure, that I ain't the same
All that money and that shameful fame
Had me spinning had me losing my game
I put trust in false friends
And when you do, now I know
This is how it ends
Wo oh oh
Look at you now
Can't look a friend
Can't look a brother in the eye
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Tell that to my broken hearted mother
You talk bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
You talk bout hard times, well
Keep talking bout hard times
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Like you know
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Keep talking bout hard times, yeah
Like you know, like you know
Keep talking bout hard times, well
Fuck you too, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Max Buskohl
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