Music: Gavin Haley/Stephen Ellrod/Tony Esterly
I ain't tryna be another re write
Ain't tryna reach another decline
Bet I'd do whatever you wanted
If you just said that you wanted - me
You won't find me on out the deep end
Overthinking all the reasons
So I'm cropping you outta the picture
Somebody go get me some scissors ✂️ ah
I'm So sick of love
So Tired of love
& I know You don't give a
**** Right now
I'm up right now
clout rain down
off I go
I'm so sick of love
tired of love yea
maybe it's the way I saw my dad treat my momma
Red face - loud words - like saunas
hurt like traumas
Hurt like drake fans when he switched genres
Didn't learn this shit from the Bible
probably worshiping some false idols
Can rose really grow from the tile ?
I'm So sick of love
So Tired of love
I know
You don't give a ****
Right now
I'm up right now
clout rain down
Off I go
I'm so sick of love
Tired of love
I'm sick of love yea yea