Too many bottles of this wine inside your house
Too many fights shoulda seen all the alarms
I may have put in too much
But she ain't put in enough
Too many dollar signs for your brand new car
Too many white lies and white pride
Selfless young men with abusive girlfriends
Selfless young men with nothing but fake friends

Start my day right next to you
Like your fam okayed me to do
They betrayed me because of you
I prefer forgetting you
New car, new girl
This nice, she class
Back stroke, good times, babе
It's good times, yeah
She'd swim for likе three hours a day
The shower in her hair amazing
We'll both be high, and hella care
We'll just talk and I'll prolly stare
A million things, that i would do
For you and you'd do for me too

Too many bottles of this wine inside your house
Too many fights shoulda seen all the alarms
I may have put in too much
But she ain't put in enough
Too many dollar signs for your brand new car
Too many white lies and white pride
Selfless young men with abusive girlfriends
Selfless young men with nothing but fake friends
Real love

I'm searching for a real love

Oh, real love
I'm searching for a real love
Oh, real love

Alright
Just because I'm talkin bout you doesn't mean I miss you
Cuz now I know my love for you was misused
You were beautiful, but also pitiful
Yeah I pity you, not the pretty you
I mean the shitty you, and your mama too
Cuz she a drunk and her crazy's rubbin off on you
I wish the best for you, but the best for you
Is getting out of that house, change your point of view
No more shouting out loud, you live in a Zoo
Plus your recent ex thinks this is what you should do
No more lying to yourself cuz all of this is true
You don't think you do that but we know the real you
And just remember that we think this cuz we loved you
Unlike you, and if you do this then people will like you
Well, maybe

Ended some days up on the roof
I say I'll jump, I never do
But when I'm sad, I act the fool
Talking 'bout, "There's nobody that loves me too?"
I'm on that ledge, she grabs my arm, she slaps my head
It's good times, yeah
She got smilin now, I fall
I've opened up like, "I got stories"
And some don't end the way they should
My closest friends have helped me good
A million thanks a million vast
I feel fine, now let's move past
Too many bottles of this wine inside your house
Too many fights shoulda seen all the alarms
I may have put in too much
But she ain't put in enough
Too many dollar signs for your brand new car
Too many white lies and white pride
Selfless young men with abusive girlfriends
Selfless young men with nothing but fake friends

Real love (ain't that something rare?)
I'm searching for a real love (talking 'bout real love)
Real love, yeah
Real love (real love)
I'm searching for a real love
Talking 'bout a real love