kinda love that was automatic, yeah.
21 days straight got a bad habit.
took your word now you're takin me for granite
white paint on a black canvas
I can see the truth; in disguise
you can't lie when you're blind but you try
and clearly they can see it too; your demise
we goin down the low road like we don't know which way to go
I can tell by now they don't love me no more
They don't love me no more
Had to choose
And yes somehow I'm unlucky for sure since I walked out the door
And left you
Oh oh oh
Sell me out
tell me now
you held me down
Till my oxygen was
Low oh oh
They don't love me no more
They don't love me no more
I kinda thought it'd be problematic
you put your world on my back it was hard to manage
hard to see hard to hear you through all the static
white paint on a black canvas
Oh oh they love no more 6
(You don't have to tell me
They don't love no more)
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