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Little room, no view, I was tryna make it right, baby Lord knows I was tryna kill the time, baby I don't deserve it, but just know that I tried, baby Just know that I tried Would you just say something? Is this all too much? Is this the end of us? And I just went back home and I was so fucked up That I just couldn't function I know it's all my fault, somehow it always is I just can't break the cycle, it repeats again Went and bought a rifle, what a hateful thing Am I nothing more than the things I did? The man I've become reflects in my actions And I hate it Girl, I hate it Would you just say something? Or is it all too much? What's the point of love if it don't come with trust And I just fuck it up, man? And I'm still tryna see it through The more you have, the more you have to do Every shade of blue, never been a betting man But I would bet the house I'd lose Bet the house I— I know it's all my fault, somehow it always is I just can't break the cycle, it repeats again Went and bought a rifle, what a hateful thing Am I nothing more than the things I did? The man that I've become reflects in my actions And I hate it Girl, I hate it