I Love You, Bitch

[Intro]
(I love you, bitch)
Teeth clenched
Hands shaking in the kitchen
Can’t breathe
Can’t stand this addiction
[Verse 1]
You hit me up at 2 a.m
“U up?” just to feel adored
You disappear by 2:15
Leave my heart bleeding on the floor
I talk tough to my reflection
Say I’m done
That I’m over this
Then you post some stupid picture
And my chest falls back in the abyss
[Chorus]
I love you
Bitch
Fuck you for this
Can’t believe this shit
You’re all I miss
You break me down
Then call it a glitch
I hate that I still
I love you
Bitch
(yeah, I love you, bitch)
Fuck
It hurts like this
Heart in a ditch
In your fist
You twist
I scream “fuck you”
You just flinch
But under my breath
I love you
Bitch
[Verse 2]
You say “chill
You’re too intense”
Laugh it off while I fall apart
You don’t care about the damage
You just like owning my heart
All my friends say “bro
She toxic”
I say “nah
You don’t understand”
I keep jumping in the traffic
Just to maybe touch your hand
[Chorus]
I love you
Bitch
Fuck you for this
Can’t believe this shit
You’re all I miss
You break me down
Then call it a glitch
I hate that I still
I love you
Bitch
(oh, I love you, bitch)
Fuck
It hurts like this
Heart in a ditch
In your fist
You twist
I scream “fuck you”
You just flinch
But under my breath
I love you
Bitch
[Bridge]
[drop to half-time
Vocal screams]
Fuck this hope
Fuck this wish
Every memory feels like a fist
You ain’t shit
I ain’t shit
I still crave every crooked kiss
Can’t believe this shit
Can’t believe this shit
Can’t
Believe
This
Shit
(still love you…)
[Chorus]
I love you
Bitch
Fuck you for this
Can’t believe this shit
You’re all I miss
You break me down
Then call it a glitch
I hate that I still
I love you
Bitch
I love you
Bitch
(Sick of your shit)
Heart in a ditch
And I still won’t quit
I scream “fuck you”
‘Til my voice gets stitched
But it’s carved in my ribs
I love you
Bitch

rock, Aggressive hybrid of trap-crunk and heavy rock; distorted guitars locking with booming 808-style low end and clattering hi-hats, male vocals that flip between screamed hooks and snarled rap, with layered gang shouts on the title line. Verses sit in a tense half-time stomp, choruses explode with wall-of-sound guitars and crowd-chant energy, occasional glitchy vocal chops between sections heighten the chaos., crunk