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I was writing love letters, it got better, for real and forever, cold in November Yeah, there were so many times that I couldn't remember You stuck me down forever, down forever But I got better, I got better, yeah This hole's always up a leaf in you But if that's not true I don't wanna get in the way But I'm going down on another day Oh Oh, I was writing love letters to get better In the cold December that you remember Do you remember the weather? Cause I know what you did to me You left me on the street, left me so beat Left me in the store, got us fighting on the street Cause now it's myself and me I hope that you remember me when you see me on TV You left me so broke that I couldn't see When you glorified the light let free You wanna go down, uptown But you leave me like a fucking clown I'm up now I tried to glorify our relationship But you left me so damn sick I'd go to a prison and rest me I remember the cold nights and the riot scenes Oh I wrote a love letter, but fuck that shit Cause I remember But I hope you get better Cause I remember all the shit you did And the feelings that you hid away from me You wanted to love me, but I couldn't posture that shit Cause they always gonna call a hoe a bitch A hoe a bitch And a hoe at the door, knocking on the floor Yeah We call this a love letter to remember Yeah