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Machine Gun Kelly (mgk)

I don t need love, instant gratification
Cut, copy, and paste til the colors are all faded
I don t mean half the mean shit that I say
It s like how I know you fucked every dude
on your summer playlist
Want you to want me for more
than vacations and cars that go fast
Mansions, mounds of cocaine, and
What s inside my heart is often mistaken
Like hotel room temperature, distant and vacant

I m filled up with love, I don t want no one to take it
Cause I ve been fucked up since the last time I gave it
Don t tell me you love me, don t say it to say it
Don t ask me who hurt me cause the story keeps changin

Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
Miss you, flyin you out on an every week basis
What s changin ?
Maybe I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna regret you, I can t give you up
Baby, I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna forget you, it d be easier that way
(It s easier that way, oh, it s easier that way, oh)

I m filled up with love, I don t want no one to take it
Cause I ve been fucked up since the last time I gave it
Don t tell me you love me, don t say it to say it
Don t ask me who hurt me cause the story keeps changin

Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
Miss you, flyin you out on an every week basis
What s changin ?
Maybe I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna regret you, I can t give you up
Baby, I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna forget you, it d be easier that way
(It s easier that way, oh, it s easier that way, oh)

Put you, put you, put you on the table
Grip the rails, arch your back, show that holy grail
Wow, ayy
Put that on the table
Use them nails, scrape my back, scrape and sniff the yayo
Hold up, baby, you are not one to trust, huh?
One of the homies fucked, huh?
You been around, this ain t your first time
on the tour bus, huh?
So I just wanna know why you re the only one
to die of a drunk text, uh
Prolly cause you re the only one
that gets me hard during drunk sex, uh
She used two hands, brought a friend to come help
Two g s to myself, two g s for they nose
Two g s on my belt, two g s for these hoes
Two x for my set, two years since I met you
You re in fashion week, in a master suite, on a balcony, I

Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
Miss you, flyin you out on an every week basis
What s changin ?
Maybe I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna regret you, I can t give you up
Baby, I m fucked up, maybe it s love
I wanna forget you, it d be easier that way
(It s easier that way, oh, it s easier that way, oh)