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Postcard

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Postcard

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I’m sending you my heart

My love in a postcard

I know that you hurt me

But how can it hurt more

Than seeing your stories

And wishing you’d call me

But you’re in love with someone

Else, else, else

You’re in love with someone

Else, else else else

I'm sending-you-my-heart

I'm just trying get a spark

But these fuckers doesn't smoke

Lucky I'm no longer broke

Buy a lighter at the store

See the shorties hit the floor

Like omg it's bxrt

Know local flexer

Club pullup lexus

Or teslas, it's textbook

I don't want to stress you

I'm blowing up next year

And then I won't text you

So better start calling me back when you're able

It's not like I care, and it's not like I'd date you

I gave you my heart and you left on plane

Dating a guy who’s a six I’m an eight

I don't give you shit for the shittiest taste

But I'm better then what's is his name

I’m sending you my heart

My love in a postcard

I know that you hurt me

But how can it hurt more

Than seeing your stories

And wishing you’d call me

But you’re in love with someone

Else, else, else

You’re in love with someone

Else, else else else

I’ve been texting, I’ve been calling

Since like seven in the morning

It’s like ten where I’m at now

We’re back in the trap now

Always staying up late

Try to give you updates

She say ”like, I like you”

But she doesn’t love me

So I’ll panic attack in your bed

Make you regret every word that you’ve said

And the worst part is best left unsaid

That even when I’m happy I wish that we never met

I’m sending you my heart

My love in a postcard

I know that you hurt me

But how can it hurt more

Than seeing your stories

And wishing you’d call me

But you’re in love with someone

Else, else, else

You’re in love with someone

Else, else else else

How can you be so heartless?

Coming at me with nothing left

How can you be so heartless?

I’m sending you my heart

My love in a postcard

I know that you hurt me

But how can it hurt more

Than seeing your stories

And wishing you’d call me

But you’re in love with someone

Else, else, else

You’re in love with someone

Else, else else else

But you’re in love with someone

Else, else, else

You’re in love with someone

Else, else else else

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