So Sick of Love - Gavin Haley

I ain’t tryna be another rewrite

Ain’t tryna reach another decline

Bet I’d do whatever you wanted

If you just said that you wanted — me

You won’t find me on out the deep end

Overthinking all the reasons

So I’m cropping you outta the picture

Somebody go get me some scissors, ah

I’m so sick of love

I’m so tired of love

And I know you don’t give a

Fuck right now, I’m up right now

Clouds rain down, off I go

I’m so sick of love

(Tired of love, yeah

Tired of love)

Tired of love

I’m tired of love, yeah

Maybe it’s the way I saw my dad treat my momma

Red face — loud words — like saunas

Hurt like traumas

Hurt like Drake fans when he switched genres

Didn’t learn this shit from the Bible

Probably worshiping some false idols

Can a rose really grow from the tile?

I’m so sick of love

I’m so tired of love

And I know you don’t give a

Fuck right now, I’m up right now

Clouds rain down, off I go

I’m so sick of love

(Tired of love

Tired of love, yeah)

I’m tired of love

I’m tired of love, yeah

Sick of love, yeah yeah