[Intro]
You know forgiving somebody
Is probably the hardest thing you can do in the world
Forgiving somebody for fuckin’ you up
Fuckin’ up your heart
But I ain’t gonna lie man
Asking for forgiveness, shit, is hard too
[Verse 1]
I don’t know why you treat me just like a scumbag
When these bitches ain’t shit to me but an autograph
I thought we were bigger than that, I thought we would last
But you just think that I’m an Alabama piece of trash
Just like my dad, out lookin’ for a piece of ass
Motel 6, a bitch, get a piece and dash
All these problems, they add up like I need the math
But I’d rather divide if it equals bad
Multiply the dividends, it's an evil trap
Plus you never impressed much, minus the bags
I never knew Chanel before I knew you
I knew Wal-Mart and Dickies suits
But if it made you happy I would shop and go
So you could feel all the class of Kennedy’s Jackie O
Remember when Bob said you were out of my league
I just couldn’t believe it I just couldn’t conceive
I should have jumped from that fuckin’ boat or maybe put a blade to my throat
‘Cuz I can never be the one you need, be the man of your dreams
I’m a fuckin’ nightmare, a prisoner of the scene
So maybe you need somebody who doesn’t believe in dreams
Or maybe you hate yourself as much as I hate me
You know forgiving somebody
Is probably the hardest thing you can do in the world
Forgiving somebody for fuckin’ you up
Fuckin’ up your heart
But I ain’t gonna lie man
Asking for forgiveness, shit, is hard too
[Verse 1]
I don’t know why you treat me just like a scumbag
When these bitches ain’t shit to me but an autograph
I thought we were bigger than that, I thought we would last
But you just think that I’m an Alabama piece of trash
Just like my dad, out lookin’ for a piece of ass
Motel 6, a bitch, get a piece and dash
All these problems, they add up like I need the math
But I’d rather divide if it equals bad
Multiply the dividends, it's an evil trap
Plus you never impressed much, minus the bags
I never knew Chanel before I knew you
I knew Wal-Mart and Dickies suits
But if it made you happy I would shop and go
So you could feel all the class of Kennedy’s Jackie O
Remember when Bob said you were out of my league
I just couldn’t believe it I just couldn’t conceive
I should have jumped from that fuckin’ boat or maybe put a blade to my throat
‘Cuz I can never be the one you need, be the man of your dreams
I’m a fuckin’ nightmare, a prisoner of the scene
So maybe you need somebody who doesn’t believe in dreams
Or maybe you hate yourself as much as I hate me
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