Nothing to Work Out
• Written by Tactical-Music
See, it's all good it's all fine, baby
I'm basically stuck in my mind
Seeing you post pictures with other guys
But I've realized, yeah I've realized
That there's nothing to work out, baby
That shit hurts, no doubt
But I'm losing my whole mind, right now
Don't come back this time
Farewell
We can't stay friends, not like this
Cannot pretend, not like that
All, in the end, we fucked up
It's not just you, both of us
Don't you remember this car?
Baby I got it for us
Until we both fell apart
Maybe I'm shit out of luck
And I worked way too damn hard
Just to throw it away
Having trouble to start
Don't fucking come near my lane
'Cause I've made up my mind and so have you
Said that you moved on guess that I should too
Know you're fucking around maybe I should too
'Cause I've realized, yeah I've realized
That there's nothing to work out baby
That shit hurts no doubt
But I'm losing my whole mind, right now
Don't come back this time
Farewell
We can't stay friends, not like this
Cannot pretend, not like that
All, in the end, we fucked up
It's not just you, both of us
Hol' up lemme switch it up on em'
(Yeah) I can't stress take a toke
Can't see anything through all this fucking smoke
(All the smoke all the smoke) yeah
I been way too busy driving around mad as shit
Now you hit me up, you wanna ride around and shit
Just for me to come around, find out you hiding him
Going back and forth just to be fucking hurt in the end so
We can't stay friends, not like this
Cannot pretend, not like that
All in the end, we fucked up
It's not just you, both of us
We can't stay friends, not like this
But I'm losing my whole mind right now
Nothing to work out, farewell
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Tactical-Music
Member since December 15 2021