Ain't spoke to my cousin in months, but he still ask for favors

Funny how family disappear, then remember your number later

They be saying shit like "Bro, that's life," while they gossip at kickbacks

Same dudes yellin' "free you" be the reason you get trapped

I know I fucked up before, that's the part that eats at me

Every "I'm sorry" get shorter when you repeat the speech

You told me, "People don't change, they just get bеtter at hiding it"-

Been thinking 'bout that line evеr since you said it

I guess you can just say I got

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Too many nights that I left you crying

Too many times that I said, "I'm sorry,"

Knowing damn well I was clearly lying

You gave me your love

I gave you my problems, problems

Too many problems

You gave me love I turned it toxic

You gave me love when I least deserved it—

So why the hell am I so resistant?

Paying for advice that he never lived by

Got love in my chest, but that shit came with conditions

So every time you get too close, my first thought is distance

And I know your friends probably hate me, shit, I probably would too

I would prove I changed, just don't know how to

'Cause the truth is, I got problems that got nothing to do with you—

But somehow every mess I make ends up pulling you through too

Sorry I took it out on you

Sorry I made it so bad it could have ended me and you

Sorry for only caring about me

Swear I changed

Swear I'm different

Please just give me another chance and I show you I handled my

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Said, "Words don't mean shit if they don't turn to actions,"

And that hit different coming from somebody that stayed through it all

Making up and turned it into lies

I know you tired of hearing promises dressed up as confessions

Tired of every conversation turning into lessons

And I ain't tryna blame my past for the man that I've been

But it's hard learning love when all you know is how shit ends

Leave, come back, then leave again

Why am I scared of losing you if I keep pushing you away?

I ask myself that every fucking day

'Cause you seen every side of me I wish nobody knew

And if you walk away now, I couldn't even blame you

I'm sorry for my problems, problems, too many problems

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You know all my secrets, all the shit that I had to bury

Sometimes I just want to know if what we have is even real

And I don't wanna hear that "bro, you'll find somebody better"

Whole time, they ain't ever seen us laughing, throwing shit, had kisses, and hugs, deep conversations, gift exchanges, and love

Three in the morning, I love you so much

Then the next week we're screaming shit that we both wish we'd never

Turning love into a problem and expecting you to save me

And I blame it all on my

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I still got old messages I never bothered deleting

Pictures from random days that somehow meant everything

Still wishing we had that forever, that we spent forever dreaming, and hoping we can turning that dreaming into how in real life we are living

I was never good at communication

I wish you could read my mind, then I'd be really understood

And maybe that's my problem—thinking love should just know

Never saying what's wrong, then getting mad when it shows

You'd say, "I miss the old you," and I'd laugh 'cause it's funny—

Half the time, I don't even know which version of me you're loving

One day we're making plans, talking 'bout where we're gonna be

Next day I'm sitting alone wondering if you still think of me

And I hate that the hardest thing I've ever had to admit

Is that you gave me everything—

And I still found ways to mess it up

God save me

I need another chance

If I could get some help with these demons and chains pulling-

Me deeper, these secrets keep speaking, my weakness keep reaching

My breathing get heavy, these memories bury me deeper

I'm pleading with heaven, but heaven keep feeling so far

Me under, my lungs getting weaker, my thoughts getting darker

I'm running in circles, rehearsing the words that I should've said earlier

The guilt keep growing, the bottle keep pouring, the nights getting longer

My pride keep talking, my soul keep rotting

The pain keep spinning, my head keep ringing, my hands keep shaking

The love that you gave me, the trust that you gave me, I keep misplacing

God save me

From not only myself

But also my

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