Look, they say the first cut is the deepest
But thy don't tell you that the **** will almost **** yeah.
You try to bury the pain with unfamiliar faces
hotel rooms, parking lots and other random places..
Man, love will get you killed.
Friday nights offer opportunities to
Further console yourself in the
Arms of other
Oh dear father
I am the seed you created
Shaped by the love of my sweet old dear mother..
****, it's been a year and this feelings
Are as real as the day we first met
This **** is sad.
Bitterness and resentment fake themselves as friends,
Alcohol comes easy
Bottles run empty
After 7am feeling queasy
She gotta leave.
I aint got love for other
But my ex who probably found herself
A new lover,
Man, thy say the first cut is the deepest
But they don't tell you that
This **** will almost **** yeah..
You see, the shots keep coming
And the sheets keep changing
but the heart keeps beating..
For you.
It's been a year and u still feel the same.
