Wrekonize
Love Don’t Live Here No More (A Freestyle Confession)
{Verse 1}
It’s a beautiful day
I’m walking round and trying to find a suitable space
To get you n*** at my place
Oh I’m sorry that was forthcoming
I know that dudes probably hit on you all the time
Today is like a sore subject
But I think I got Amor coming up
To your floor muffin
I bet I’m good at pressing your buttons
So let me press them on this holiday
Cuz nobody wants to be alone
Well that’s what Hallmark would say
So I bought you this card and a dozen roses
Let’s go down to the bar and sip a few mimosas
I got champagne dreams that make my head hurt
You been running through my mind my whole life
Now that’s some leg work
We’ll probably hook up tonight
Knock off your bed skirt
Date for a couple months and cut off most our networks
Acting like nobody exists but me and you
Till death do us part and I intend to see it through
Every day is like a dream I didn’t see a clue
Or a totem just to notice none of this is even true
Cuz I’m sitting in the back of a cop car
Hands cuffed tightly to the top of the lock bar
Blood up on my face and I think I got lock jaw
Trying to plead my case but my chances are slim Calista Flockhart
What happened to the love that we knocked off
What’s happened to your body it’s gone soft
I think it might be safe to say that love don’t live here anymore no
{Verse 2}
I’m sitting in this courtroom now
They yelling at me murderer let’s torch this clown
Cuz I blacked out in rage and tore the whole shit down
And of course i’m down now that your in the ground
This is so us and your so just well quiet
I said I feel remorse somebody in the court’s like liar
Burn this mother fucker strike the match and light the fire
Put him in the chamber gas his veins until he just retires
I’m trying to plead my case but there’s no case to plead
We got into a fight and in my mind
Well I just had to make you bleed
I don’t know why we had some great times and basically
I would of wifed you up if only I ain’t have to skate the scene
Court will take a recess
Jury looking at me kinda queasy they in distress
So we just
Sit here and let it reload like a refresh
Lawyers saying I look depressed I guess I eat less
But I miss everything about you love
It’s valentines day a year later and everything is pretty fucked
I’m handcuffed walking in here an I’m feeling stuck
They bout to execute me yeah it’s just
But I’m sitting in the back of this courthouse
Thinking bout the magic things that you did with your mouth
How did all the things we love make a detour south
Trying to plead my case but the evidence fucked me like a whorehouse
What happened to the love that we poured out
What happened to the promise of more clout
I think it might be safe to say that love don’t live here anymore no