Textbook love feels like it's antiquated
I been in and
Out of love, it feels like it's been jaded
I'm sick of ups and downs
Unless we're downing rounds
And I'm up off the brown
I swear you wear me out
Through body armor

Two triggers clutched
Aimed at your crown
Two fingers touch
And turn the barrels
You love to love till things go south

I should've brought my car to the body shop just a little bit earlier
Must rather crash and burn
Cause I'll never learn with you in the passenger
God-sent but so hell-bound
These roads'll break you down
I should've brought my car to the body shop just a little bit earlier

2 truths
1 lie
I been your one
And you're wrong
Or you're right
Lies
You wanna be a spike in my tire
But I always ignore check engine lights

Peeling off
Burning circles round your wrongs
Sure the list is long
That shit keeps going on for miles
Now I'm pulling up
Load the clip and hold it out
The windows & blow

Two triggers clutched
Aimed at your crown
Two fingers touch
And turn the barrels
You love to love till things go south

I should've brought my car to the body shop just a little bit earlier
Must rather crash and burn
Cause I'll never learn with you in the passenger
God-sent but so hell-bound
These roads'll break you down
I should've brought my car to the body shop just a little bit earlier