Finger itching, pocket picking
Dead stitching, quit yo bitching
Life lack, shits wack
Never thought you'd come back
Broken heart
That's your mission from the start
Wrote you all the f*cking notes
Let you wear my favorite clothes
Faded dreams
Chose a life with different themes
Now I'm back
Sad life wearing black
Now I know
Heart's cold, made of frozen snow
Never grow
Make a line, snort your blow
Do a throw, be a hoe
Never kill the flow
Leather on my feet
Yellow on your f*cking teeth
Suicide in my head
Opened eyes, now I'm dead
Burn a candle make it spit
Pop a bullet make it fit
Broken heart made of glass
Cheat on me let it pass
I know you ain't the one
Broke my heart just for fun
Thinking that you're beautiful
Act like you're usable
This was all just a diss
You will never be missed
I just wanna let you know
Bitch, you a f*cking hoe