Hurt Me More
Here we are again, Same crossroads
Same girl, different day, same crossbow
High hopes in high heels, heard exhausts go
Taillights and tires peel that's like her morse code
We do the eulogy, break the continuity
It ruins me, either you love me or you fooling me
Usually be unity, ruby is her jewelry
Devil in the bezel, its a never ending duel with me
Huns hectic, but so bad in them sundresses
Relieves some stresses, not sure Which. One. Exits
She more wine coolers and Michael Kors
My boy Michael calls, reminding me that might be false
Despise sleeping, then its night time grieving
My scar not healing from this damn broad treason
At the bar leaning, can't believe she's leaving
Got me making four half hour friends every evening
Now I'm fiending, like I need me a drink
Whole bottle scotch-whiskey make it easy to think
Couple Black and Tan talls, like me seeing a shrink
Help her take her mask off, probably needed a sink
Can only be defined as...fear of me coping
What we do with emotion using liquor as potions
Dutches and a dub elevated the notion
Heart and mind separated, I can feel em eloping
Gin and tonic start the mending rather soon
Ironic, its the bartender tending to my wounds
First was painful, saw an angel with a loom
Ordered Blue Moon, maybe that'll send her to my room
On the 4th floor exploring it, coupe Ford flooring it
Two seater with a two liter, now Im pouring it
New girl knocking at my door, I'm ignoring it
Sick of being heart torn, but need MORE of iiiiit
Just give me more of it....more of it...
I need more of it
Need it in my life, its what you heard before
This dame a demon at my door, I'm yelling hurt me more....
Here we are again, Same crossroads
Same girl, different day, same crossbow
High hopes in high heels, heard exhausts go
Taillights and tires peel that's like her morse code
We do the eulogy, break the continuity
It ruins me, either you love me or you fooling me
Usually be unity, ruby is her jewelry
Devil in the bezel, its a never ending duel with me
Huns hectic, but so bad in them sundresses
Relieves some stresses, not sure Which. One. Exits
She more wine coolers and Michael Kors
My boy Michael calls, reminding me that might be false
Despise sleeping, then its night time grieving
My scar not healing from this damn broad treason
At the bar leaning, can't believe she's leaving
Got me making four half hour friends every evening
Now I'm fiending, like I need me a drink
Whole bottle scotch-whiskey make it easy to think
Couple Black and Tan talls, like me seeing a shrink
Help her take her mask off, probably needed a sink
Can only be defined as...fear of me coping
What we do with emotion using liquor as potions
Dutches and a dub elevated the notion
Heart and mind separated, I can feel em eloping
Gin and tonic start the mending rather soon
Ironic, its the bartender tending to my wounds
First was painful, saw an angel with a loom
Ordered Blue Moon, maybe that'll send her to my room
On the 4th floor exploring it, coupe Ford flooring it
Two seater with a two liter, now Im pouring it
New girl knocking at my door, I'm ignoring it
Sick of being heart torn, but need MORE of iiiiit
Just give me more of it....more of it...
I need more of it
Need it in my life, its what you heard before
This dame a demon at my door, I'm yelling hurt me more....
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