Yes I truly loved you.
So much so I lost love for myself.
Losing pieces I needed to build us up.
Sometimes I feel like we would’ve been better if I had given up.
Tired late nights turn to early mornings.
No pills but I’m rolling looking for answers in dozier, thinking damn I could listen to Doja. Losing my mind so sad but it’s the price of a man.
On the road making ends meet again I should be making amends.