[Mr. Lif]:

Yeah yeah. Ya not ready. Welcome

Few escape, seldom

Muuuuurda

[Chorus] [Adrian Hartley]:

Every time you break my heart

Momma sends anonymous letters saying you're going to leave

Mic check one, two, one, two

What the fuck you gonna do?

[Verse One] [Mr. Lif]:

Easy for you to do damage, so savage

Cause you control whoever loves you

Plus if I confront you

You find a way to getaway without facin' the question

I should've learned my lesson

But due to second guessin'

I re-approach with high hopes

Hopin' that my lines float

You off to a better place but you gave me another taste

A vicious raw dose of sorrow

Maybe tomorrow

Things will get better, I wrote you a second letter

No responses, I'm knowin' this is nonsense

I'm tryin' to be cautious, but deep down I'm nauseous

You're so stoic, so stubborn, so hardheaded

I tried to save you life, but now forget it

I won't regret it

[Chorus] [Adrian Hartley]:

Every time you break my heart

Momma sends anonymous letters saying you're going to leave

[Mr. Lif]:

You actin' so raw

Pack your fuckin' bags up and walk the fuck out the door

[Adrian Hartley]:

Every time you break my heart

Momma sends anonymous letters saying you're going to leave

[Mr. Lif]:

After it's come so far

It's hard for me to accept it's going to end so raw

[Adrian Hartley]:

And all the places where you use my name

Be callin' my lawyer and sayin' my credit's no good

[Mr. Lif]:

But still I never really wanna say goodbye

You wonder what I think

[Adrian Hartley]:

Well I...

[Verse Two]:

...Wish that I could help her from the realms of dementia

In the center of a hurricane, you wouldn't explain

And the pain that coarse through her heart, tore her apart

Regrettin' all the things she wishin' she knew from the start

But he out angled her

Financially, strangled her

It may have been worse, if he physically mangled her

But to live in Purgatory is another murder story

Never knowin' where she stands in the eyes of this man

And he won't

Even leave her with a positive quote

And to make the torture worse he'll flash a glimmer of hope

Maybe a kiss on the cheek

Maybe a peck on the lips

But nobody knows where the fuck he goes when he dips

[Chorus] [Adrian Hartley]:

Every time you break my heart

Momma sends anonymous letters saying you're going to leave

[Mr. Lif]:

You actin' so raw

Pack your fuckin' bags up and walk the fuck out the door

[Adrian Hartley]:

Every time you break my heart

Momma sends anonymous letters saying you're going to leave

[Mr. Lif]:

After we've come so far

It's hard for me to accept it's 'bout to end so raw

[Adrian Hartley]:

And all the places where you use my name

Be callin' my lawyer and sayin' my credit's no good

[Mr. Lif]:

But still I never really wanna say goodbye

You wonder what I think

[Adrian Hartley]:

Well I...