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letra de i can't love you - donnie rakkell

i just gotta find balance
on a bathroom wall i wrote i’d rather argue with you than be with someone else
i took a p-ss and dismiss it like f-ck it and went and found someone else
led me on like a f-cking wooden pencil
stared me down like you f-cking never left and
i’m to blame you to blame nah just us to blame
all night talking in them deep conversations
all night praying it would end up in consumnation
thinking about gripping you up f-cking and choking
told you how i feel you ignored me said i was joking
“you’re like a little brother to me, i can’t date you”
please babе your making-making-making a mistake you
i’m like a little brothеr way to make me feel small
as if your previous words hadn’t crushed me to the wall
made the dark sh-t in my head like an opposite of zimmerman
talked for a few days after that i can’t get enough of you
why we still talking when i don’t only respect you
i wanna get you in my bed not to f-ck just chill
cos the sweetness of your eyes is enough to make me sick
had my heartbroken more times than i can can count
but this time was special cos i had no inner doubt
popping up in my dreams my brain can’t get enough of you
locking eyes when we see i can’t get enough of you
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t
i can’t keep pretending like everything is normal
i can’t keep on with these hoes it’s getting immoral
trying to fill a void that you f-cking caved out
whyd you even speak to me you could’ve given me a way out
read the signs seen the hints used your own common sense
or maybe you wanted me to burn in front of you i guess
don’t know what i did to you in person were cool
on text it’s another story i’m so f-cking confused
i love you so f-cking much i just can’t help it
i’m sorry it’s not my fault its just my brain hurts
from thinking to much panning out our motherf-cking life together
average life in motherf-cking common suburbia
guess you f-cking saved me cos i’d turn into a murderer
just another thing that your so great at
b-tch f-ck you you know nothing i’m great at
always looking out of my league that’s how i always been
cos someone like me makes perfection an exception
i’ll stand up from the throne and look down on you in the middle class
but knowing me i’d get you to sit beside me like that one class
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
you don’t love me this much
you don’t love me this much
you don’t love me
these my final words that i’ll ever f-cking say to you
b-tch motherf-ck you and your family that was my way to you
and b-tch f-ck you what up with the mixed signals lemme park
in your godd-mn driveway call you out get you in my arms
you got the best face on a woman i ever seen
it’s a f-cking shame cos it did nothing but lower my self esteem
you knew i had motherf-cking problems to begin with
you only made them sh-ts worse when you were f-cking with
that kid i respected the f-ck out of you and i loved you for it
but sometimes respect and love don’t equate equal
but sometimes love and friendship don’t equate equal
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
i can’t love you this much
the things i created became the most weighted
utopia
t.s
my eyes
oh my god
baby, you done took this sh-t to another motherf-ckin’ level
now, a neighborhood n-gga like me ain’t supposed to be gettin’ no p-ssy like this
godd-mn, godd-mn
who taught you how to get s-xy for a n-gga?
you never used to talk dirty, but now you godd-mn disgusting
my, my god, where’d you learn that?
(donnie taught me)
look at you, motherf-ckin’ b-tt-ass-naked
with them motherf-ckin’ jimmy choos on
who taught you how to put some motherf-ckin’ jimmy choos on?
(donnie taught me)
yo, you took your p-ssy game up a whole ‘nother level
this some cirque de soliel p-ssy now sh-t
let’s play the blame game, i love you more
let’s play the blame game for sure
let’s call out names, names, i hate you more
let’s call out names, names for sure (blow)
i’ll call you b-tch for short as a last resort and my first resort
you can call me motherf-cker for long
at the end of it you know we both were wrong

- donnie rakkell

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