No More Amore Chetta

[Intro]
Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left

[Verse 1]
Damn, I hate myself, got nothing left
All these drugs to pass the time, it's time for me to dwell
Said you’d always care, it's getting hard for me to tell
Said you’d meet me there but you wrong, cause I'm here
I've been here, when I die bury me alone and burn all my soul
Put these ashes on a shelf inside an empty broken home
I've been gone, I've been gone, feel alive, feel alone
I'm so sick, I'm so tired, tired of feeling alone

[Chorus]
I'm sick and tired of these games, they keep playing with me
I'm sick and tired of this pain that you can't even see
Been off a pill and some drank, need an eighth just to think
I'm finna fade, finna fade, put these feelings to sleep
Thought you were closer to me