歌词
Ay, yeah
CC, they want me to break it down
CC, they need me to break it down
Let me go break it down
We should just take the things I say as truth
There's not a measuring tape long enough
That could measure the distance that I went for you
Please don't make me, please don't make me
Don't make me pull out these credit card statements
And show you the proof
It'll get ugly
Uh-uh-uh, ugly
This heart was broken a long time ago, my blood
It pumps from my hungover liver then straight to my bones
Taught you everything you know, just for your new link to think you a pro
What does he know?
What does he really know?
Two hands on your waist, one hand on my face
For someone so lost in life, you always manage
To end up at my place
Tryin' me
Tryin' me (tryin' me)
Tryin' me, tryin' me
Uh, don't
Do not
Ugly
It'll get ugly
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