'Ve been meaning to say something to you Hey, can I talk to you? Baby, please Please please. no, listen I just I just been trying to figure out how to tell you that (I miss you) That if you gone keep ignoring these texts And feeding my regrets about things I did wrong Then you got another thing coming (Lord knows I miss you) Cause I ain't thinking about you I got plenty cold ones blowing up my phone right now as we speak And as you slander and tweet Saying what really is on your mind Saying things you never had the time to tell me Ima go see someone 23, 22, 25, 34 But more mature My sister told me you were too young But I ain't listen to her I should have cut you from the start You ain't breaking my heart You showing your true colors Running a flutter as soon things get to clutter You ain't ever seen a gutter before Well, look no further Here's one, between my utters I'll show you the gutter, the toilet, the flusher And the usher to take you out of my sight After all this shit is over I'm not a relationship goal poster, a Casanova I can give you pugs, flowers, rubs your shoulders I can send you paragraphs With shit I'm gonna say over, over and over That shit is corny (I miss you) That shit only happens on the internet A bae won't last everyday That's not what love is Love is a kiss to the gun Love is after you realize you don't like But still love Love is not a four letter word