It's my own fault, baby Treat me the way you want to do Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby At that time, little girl, I didn't love you At that time, little girl, I wouldn't be true Used to make your own pay checks, baby And bring them all home

Type of misery All these mixed up signals I still hear these echoes Of when you loved me But now you’re just someone in my mind That used to be mine But it’s not that simple When we first met I was just a sophomore

Hear that angel Catch my angel I'd rather save an angel down I'm a believer, it's a trial Foolish and weaker, oh, oh, oh Where are our leaders? Shots were fired on the street By the church where we used to meet

We ain't gon' last baby Yeah somethin' tells me Oh yeah, oh yeah Let's make it work Yo' intuition has been tellin' you Things that you never knew (never knew) Rubbing shoulders with bitches I used to put on pedestals But still I keep it professional

Bet they gon' remember me Big house with a beach for a backyard The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different I used to dream until I Realized it wasn't shit in reality 'Cause you can make it happen and I'ma make it happen Put me in a fast car

And you could be my enemy And you could be my judge If you could start remembering all the time that you used up And you could be my remedy If you could show me love If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up I got no more time to hear

J'te remercie Because of you C'est pour tous ces vides que tu as remplis Mon cœur est solide, je te remercie Used to be that I felt so damn empty Ever since I met you, no vacancy Donne-moi, donne-moi le sens

Speak to me You make me feel like I'm fucking drowning (I need to cut you out, I need to cut you out) You made my world come crashing down around me (I need to cut you out) Black is all that I see You used to be all that I needed I need to cut you out, I

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Then blame, blame, blame You know that's not my thing If you could see yourself now, baby You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang It's not my fault, you used to be so in control You're going

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon