[Verse]
On the couch sippin' this bottle of liquor
Hoping it makes me feel better, but it's just making me sicker
On Instagram, looking at models and liking their pictures
Happens to be the easiest way to help me forget ya
Damn...
I know that may sound wrong, but I really just wanna do right by you
So, baby girl, just tell me what I gotta do
And I promise that I'll do it all, multiplied by two
I'm just telling the truth
All of my homies tell me that I need to man up
The f**?
I lost my woman and number one fan, bruh!
It s**s
I can go and mess around with a bunch of women
Get 'em all down to their skimpiest linens
But it's all irrelevant if the only woman I love can't find it in her heart to tell I'm forgiven
Good riddance!
I guess what we had is nothing more than a memory
But no matter how hard you try, you'll never get rid of me
That's how it goes when a couple has so much history
My heart aches and this alcohol's the remedy
Should I call? (x3)
Should I text?
Should I call?
Should I text?
Should I call?
Should I text?
[Verse 2]
Not sure if I should call
Or should I just text, either way I know that you're not gon' respond
And I understand, but we haven't even made contact at all
Girl, how we let this petty a** sh** drag on so long?
I mean, Come on!
I said I was sorry, But you still on this moody sh**
I swear we could live a life like they do in the movie clips
Run to my arms, lock eyes and then we share a kiss
But instead we fight with words and then both get pissed
That childish sh**
You, supposed to be by my side 'til 3005
But instead I turned to a person that you utterly despise
It used to k** me inside whenever I saw you cry
But now we ain't in sync, so I guess it's bye, bye, bye
I guess I have no other choice except to let you go
And When you find your next, promise me you'll take it slow
You deserve the best, don't let these n***as treat your a** like a hoe
Please don't... Please don't