[Verse 1]
I got this long standing problem, I cannot forget you
You broke my heart but still I don't resent you
The best three years of my life and that's the truth
Wish that I had been La Roux and remained so bulletproof
But you were the shooter and didn't have no Teflon
Boom in heart now my mothafucking hearts gone
Fuck it, cuz I don't really need it
Cuz the only purpose that is served for me was fucking breathing
On second thought I guess its something that I need
But I'm CB I'm the S-H-I-T right? say it over and over
Trynna boost my self esteem, drink beer that could be colder
I don't think I'm sober, but that is nothing new
I increase this alcohol as I'm thinking less of you
I got this problem I think I should take care of it
Possible solution, I think I need a therapist

[Hook]
Hear me out, hear me out
Are you listening please just hear me out
Hear me out, hear me out
Hear me out, hear me out
Hear me out, please listen hear me out
Yo I need someone to listen so just please hear me out
Ugh now just please hear me out
Listen up CB hear me out

[Verse 2]
I got all these trapped feelings I think I should let them out
My chest has a vacancy now tell me who will rent it out
I ain't lying I ain't crying but I hate being alone
Sometimes on these drunken nights, I really shouldn't have my phone
Making drunk calls, sending drunk texts
Looking for a quick solution tell me whats next
But I should slow it down focus on the present
Have fun while I'm young ma you should not be regrettin'
I'm getting older now I guess I should be growing up
Should be cautious in my sleep and I should not be throwing up
Fourth times the charm, guess I finally learned my lesson
Cuz the fact that I'm alive's a mothafucking blessing
I think its obvious, the reason for intoxication
Thoughts that flood my mind wear me out, I need a rare vacation
Its still a problem now I really should take care of this
How to fix it, think I need a therapist, ugh

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[Verse 3]
And I still sleep by myself
Trust me when I say I hate it, life's a lonely prison cell
And no ones visiting, I'm something girls aren't looking for
A man who's kind and caring and won't call a girl a whore
But frankly I don't care cuz one day they'll get the memo
Sunny Monday funny honeys as I stammer out a hello
I'm so nervous cuz these girls they make me anxious
Cuz it seems like when I talk to them they often throw their brakes quick
In these past months I've gotten used to being lonely
So I'm spitting all this real shit instead of being phony
Here comes the ridicule and these questions from my peers
But there's got to be a lady who is listening and hears
And starts thinking whys he drinking, cuz hes kind of cute
Plus hes better than these primitive assholes, they fucking loose
So ladies if you hearing this just go and talk to Chris
But if not I guess I'm headed back to my old therapist
So hear me out

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