Voicemail, Pt. 2 Lyrics

You don't know how much I (How much I)

You don't know how much I think of you changing on

Me like who am I speaking to (Speaking to)

Waited outside in the rain for you my

Heart you were the one that I gave it to

Funny thing is I still pray for you

Cheated on me with someone you barely knew

Tell me don't leave I already knew

That you would do this you put a (Put a)

Gun to my head, and you pull it already

Dead and you shot every bullet cover me

Up, but I know that I wouldn't be to

Blame for your life fucking up

Ain't no shame in trying to make up

I just forgive and forget karmas

Bitch you seeing her, yet? (Yeah)

That's what I get for falling in love

That's what I get for not being an enough

Way too much weight on my shoulders there starting

Break and that's what I told her you're

Making my turn heart colder you're

Making it hard to get closer to

People I love cause now it's harder to

Trust it's harder for both of us I'm

Trying to move on feelings are gone

Me and you just fight what is the

Point of it getting attention well

Better find another man that can give it to you

I don't really understand what I did to you

Live for you bitch I wouldn't even die for you

Thought you were worth it said you were perfect

Broke my heart and said I deserve it

I don't really care for the makeup sex

Show me you care we broke up through text

So you really don't give a fuck about

Me, you can save that apology don't even

Bother me lonely I gotta be you only

Lie to me stand on the side of me cause

You ain't gonna backstab me again

Said you would change well tell me when

Buying every lie you sell we been

Going through hell you see I been

Thinking bout this for minute now only one

Way I can get it out your

Love I know I can do without letting me

Down yeah you sure did it now

Making me feel like I don't belong

When you text I won't respond

Never would've thought you would do me wrong

Put me through pain, so I, wrote this song

Fuck you trying to play games with me

Innocent that's what you claim to be that's

Something I would pay to see

Broken that's why you came to me

Thinking I would fix every problem I don't

Time to wonder where you got 'em

Go to ex and tell him to solve 'em

Which one? I don't know you got a lot of them

And I mean a lot of 'em fuck my

Feelings it's hard not to bottle 'em (Bottle 'em)

Saying that you could relate everyday

Question how much more can I take

Loving you I need a break, but I

Guess we all make mistakes (We all make mistakes)