Rain on the window of my black Benz Poppin' pills 'cause I can't make amends Yeah, I see your face in every crowd I'm in Another sin, where do I begin? Used to call you baby, now I just call your phone Knowin' you ain't never, ever comin' home Yeah, I'm all alone, sittin' on my throne of chrome  Two AM, city lights are bleedin' Lookin' at my phone, hopin' that you're readin' The messages I sent, the messages I meant Every dollar that I ever fuckin' spent On you, Gucci shoes for you Now I'm rockin' thrift store shit, feelin' blue Got your name tattooed, right next to my booze Fuck it, girl, I always lose

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