A Song About Love (To All the Hearts I've Broken) E

The song was supposed to be ‘bout love But i don't think i know what it's like I don't think it's ok for my heart I prefer to be cold ‘till i die Breaking them hearts, im sorry I don't wan' be this type, but i'm frozen See them crying on Instagram stories They be hitting me up, I'm ignoring I don't wan' be this type, i am sorry Yeah I've been living great I'll see you by my grave I'm popping this pills ‘till im dead I got no one to fuck on my brain Stop fucking on my brain, I've been living great I've been all alone and i've been feeling so insane Lonely by my side, i've been switching sides I'm talking to another bitch, i switch ‘em every night She talk to me nice Even tho she will never be mine But i hate that i'm breaking their hearts Yeah, now i cut ‘em off, don't wanna make ‘em cry Don't wanna be this type, o-o-h