Mr. Nobody
Hey babe I made it home, told me call you when I get there
But he picked up the phone, said "she's busy"
Said "she's in good hands"
He's boiling my blood, leave a nigga with a scar, Like damn
Like damn
Like Girl
You've gone and done it again
Steady running, still running to him, like damn
From her bed to the friend zone
To the heartbreak game, I got us tickets
Floor seats, sitting front row
I got a drink on the left, and a pistol on the right
Goodbye cruel world
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
I guess chances they don't mean shit
Revise your lies, they don't mean shit
Even though you were flawed and in sin, never said I was leaving
I believed I-I
You sold me dreams, and I
Was 17, so damn naive, put my life out on the line
For an ain't shit bitch, who loves ain't shit niggas
I never met a girl who could be so bitter
Enjoy it while it last, I stood 10 toes, been 100
Addicted to your past, like crack, reminiscing on old habits
You Took a road to a dead shore
Suicide letter stuffed in your desk drawer
Pleading for your life, oh please lord
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
But he picked up the phone, said "she's busy"
Said "she's in good hands"
He's boiling my blood, leave a nigga with a scar, Like damn
Like damn
Like Girl
You've gone and done it again
Steady running, still running to him, like damn
From her bed to the friend zone
To the heartbreak game, I got us tickets
Floor seats, sitting front row
I got a drink on the left, and a pistol on the right
Goodbye cruel world
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
I guess chances they don't mean shit
Revise your lies, they don't mean shit
Even though you were flawed and in sin, never said I was leaving
I believed I-I
You sold me dreams, and I
Was 17, so damn naive, put my life out on the line
For an ain't shit bitch, who loves ain't shit niggas
I never met a girl who could be so bitter
Enjoy it while it last, I stood 10 toes, been 100
Addicted to your past, like crack, reminiscing on old habits
You Took a road to a dead shore
Suicide letter stuffed in your desk drawer
Pleading for your life, oh please lord
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
Everything that I gave, you went and through it away
For Mr. Nobody
He's a nobody
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