Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ah-ah Ooh-ah-ah, ooh-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Let go of that image That shit was always make-believe
Let go for a minute And think about the little things
That she never showed The vines that were grown
The volatile greenery You fell on your own
Still you hate her soul You make a song about the things
That she did with you and hope that she hears your cries this time
You say that you're through You're not over her
Don't you dare lie
I'm in pain, your on my mind all of the damn time
I'm trying to kill, I'm trying to heal all on my down time
I got a new bitch, she been heal me for a long time
I know we're far, but this is gonna be a long ride
Yeah, a long ride
Yeah, a long ride
Yeah, a long ride