Bitterromantic, Pt. 3 Lyrics

We're all born with a weapon
To scream love with no sentiment
It's an epidemic
Spreading fast like depression
Locked and loaded towards my head
You tore out my chest and
Left me forever, at least I guessed it

So forget about love right?
Just forget about love?
Every beating heart only beats to be stung
So motherf*ck love
The reason I forgot how to trust

I love you so much I carved it in my abdominals
I'm sorry if that hurts to hear but it hurts me more to swallow it
Everyday you're on my mind, really, I promise it
I promise it

Promise that I still think of you often
Promise that there's room for 2 in my coffin
Signed your name on my heart then dotted my eyes with your cross lips
Do you think about me still?
Do you think about me still?

So motherf*ck love, motherf*ck love You're the only thing that I want to be a part of
I never really wanted to be in love
Cause the gun in your heart is what I'm afraid of
Yeah
That's what I'm afraid of

I hope you never find your calling
I hope you never stop being so self revolving
I hope all those doors get shut in your face
I hope you always feel out of place
I hope you don't always stay so beautiful
And that maybe one day I won't miss you still
I hope you spend your days laughing
I just hope that you're perfectly happy
Word is bond, word is bond
So when I say that I'd tear off my arms
I mean it 100% I'd give you my all
I'd give you my all
I want you here next to me always
I wrote it on the walls of my hallways, all day
I think about you all day
I think about you all day

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