realize (og version) - Intellectual

[Verse]

I can tell you a thing or two

Like how I'm fucking sick of you

You can tell me a thing or three

Like how you wish I'd die and bleed

You can tell me a thing or four

Like how you walked right out the door

I can tell you a thing or five

I cut myself hoping you'll realize

But you don't and that's fine, I don't care

But that's cool, okay, fine, I'm still staring at you

Something's killing me, I won't talk about it

I won't fucking doubt that

You're dead

Ooh, oh, oh

You couldn't tell me nothin'

Ooh, oh, oh

You couldn't tell me nothin'

It's me, wait it's you, ooh (you couldn't tell me nothin')

You couldn't tell me nothin'

You couldn't tеll me nothin'

You couldn't tell me nothin'

You couldn't tеll me nothin'

You couldn't tell me nothin'