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Tom The Mail Man

Curse3DGirls

 

Curse3DGirls

(album: Heartless Romantic </3 - 2018)


My heart, is sad
And lonely

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta, why you gotta
Why you gotta break my heart baby

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta, why you gotta
Why you gotta break my heart baby

Girl you so cold
Still feel a way when your old nigga gone
Still got them pictures and messages in your phone
If I could teach a thing it'd be learning to let it go (let it go)
Let it go, let it go
Ice on my wrist turnning rain into snow
This ain't Most Wanted, baby we can take it slow
And like the moonlight I can show you where to go

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta, why you gotta
Why you gotta break my heart baby

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta, why you gotta
Why you gotta break my heart baby

Ice box for a heart
Never fit the role, but I still played the part
Never find a realer nigga, this is what you got
The line I keep repeating, till it's tearing me apart
Young God you don't see that
Wonder why if I need that
Cause I put in the work
But I ain't never get the feedback, I need that
I swear to God my head is scary
Everytime I get into you
You treat it like it's February 14th
More cream coming with the work now
TDC together got us working on shirts now
All this shit don't hurt now
Cause I got myself together, yeah

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta, why you gotta
Why you gotta break my heart baby

Why you gotta break my heart baby
Why you gotta break my
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