From Hell With Love Ryan Caraveo

[Intro]
Sometimes I think about you
And all of the things that you put me through
And I hate every single memory
Yeah, I hate single memory

[Verse 1]
My mother minted the timid me
The minute my infant needs diminished
'Cause she wasn’t finished givin' them men a tease
She'd go out at five, so I’d eat din' at three
No wonder why I still hide from intimacy
And dissociate, I prematurely bought a trophy case
'Cause she said I'm chosen, and she knows I'm great
Gave a false sense of self-worth that I would grow to hate
Now I don't feel that it's appropriate to procreate
I'm broken but I’m coping great, ain’t been in a sober state
But it beats chokin' in an open lake
And that’s bold to state 'cause I don't like check-ins
No need for connections, I prefer expression
That bedroom I wept in is now my weapon
I don't care what pen, I don’t care what page
Every night I'm up late
Tryna figure me out

[Chorus]
Sometimes I think about you
And all of the things that you put me through
And I hate every single memory
Yeah, I hate every single memory
Sometimes I think about you
And all of the things that you put me through
And I hate every single memory
Sincerely yours, from Hell with lo-o-ove
(Sometimes I think about you)
(Lo-o-ove)
(Sometimes I think about you)