My heart ain't a phone
Though you can easily break it
It's so easy for you to kill me
I know that love is for amateurs
My heart ain't a phone
Though you can easily break it
Baby, you're so awesome
But I'm not surprised
Yeah, yeah
My heart is full of holes like crocs
I take on all the pain like a boxer
And this makes me mad, toxic
I fucking want to be happy
But luck said: happy
I have a question
-Why are we such idiots?
-Why didn't you love me?
Though she said that she loved me
I spend all my money for you
I believed you, but I praid too little
You are my bad bitch
You were everything for me, bitch
All that you gave me, bitch
You just took it all, bitch
I don't know how I can fall asleep without you now
You were the drug
which without I would die
My heart ain't a phone
Though you can easily break it
It's so easy for you to kill me
I know that love is for amateurs
My heart ain't a phone
Though you can easily break it
Baby, you're so awesome
But I'm not surprised