[Mr. Lif] Yeah yeah. Ya not ready. Welcome Few escape, seldom Muuuuurda [Chorus] [Adrian Hartley] Every time you break my heart Momma sends anonymous letters saying youre going to leave Mic check one, two, one, two What the fuck you gonna do? [Verse One] [Mr. Lif] Easy for you to do damage, so savage Cause you control whoever loves you Plus if I confront you You find a way to getaway without facin the question I shouldve learned my lesson But due to second guessin I reapproach with high hopes Hopin that my lines float You off to a better place but you gave me another taste A vicious raw dose of sorrow Maybe tomorrow Things will get better, I wrote you a second letter No responses, Im knowin this is nonsense Im tryin to be cautious, but deep down Im nauseous Youre so stoic, so stubborn, so hardheaded I tried to save you life, but now forget it I wont regret it [Chorus] [Adrian Hartley] Every time you break my heart Momma sends anonymous letters saying youre going to leave [Mr. Lif] You actin so raw Pack your fuckin bags up and walk the fuck out the door [Adrian Hartley] Every time you break my heart Momma sends anonymous letters saying youre going to leave [Mr. Lif] After its come so far Its hard for me to accept its going to end so raw [Adrian Hartley] And all the places where you use my name Be callin my lawyer and sayin my credits no good [Mr. Lif] But still I never really wanna say goodbye You wonder what I think [Adrian Hartley] Well I... [Verse Two] ...Wish that I could help her from the realms of dementia In the center of a hurricane, you wouldnt explain And the pain that coarse through her heart, tore her apart Regrettin all the things she wishin she knew from the start But he out angled her Financially, strangled her It may have been worse, if he physically mangled her But to live in Purgatory is another murder story Never knowin where she stands in the eyes of this man And he wont Even leave her with a positive quote And to make the torture worse hell flash a glimmer of hope Maybe a kiss on the cheek Maybe a peck on the lips But nobody knows where the fuck he goes when he dips [Chorus] [Adrian Hartley] Every time you break my heart Momma sends anonymous letters saying youre going to leave [Mr. Lif] You actin so raw Pack your fuckin bags up and walk the fuck out the door [Adrian Hartley] Every time you break my heart Momma sends anonymous letters saying youre going to leave [Mr. Lif] After weve come so far Its hard for me to accept its bout to end so raw [Adrian Hartley] And all the places where you use my name Be callin my lawyer and sayin my credits no good [Mr. Lif] But still I never really wanna say goodbye You wonder what I think [Adrian Hartley] Well I...
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