Emotional Bruises - Madison Beer

How do I word this?

Was about to write you this letter

But it was just curses in cursive

You probably deserve it

But that’s so impersonal, should tell you in person

I hope it don’t hurt you, but then, I’ve been hurt too by you

The truth is all you do is

Leave me emotional bruises

You’re callin' me up to link up and figure shit out

No doubt, time’s out, we never figure shit out

I can’t do this no more, you got me on life support

'Cause this is the fifth time I’ve taken you back

It’s the fourth time that we’ve relapsed

It’s the third-second chance that I’ve given you

For the first time, let this be the last time

Fifth time I’ve taken you back

It’s the fourth time that I’ve collapsed into your arms

It’s so hard, but for the best

For the first time, let this be the last

This bitch is psycho, it’s driving me psycho

I’m anxious need someone to come check my vitals

One minute I’m leaving, the next I’m fucking you

You’re callin' me up to link up and figure shit out

No doubt, time’s out, we never figure shit out

I can’t do this no more, you got me on life support

'Cause this is the fifth time I’ve taken you back

It’s the fourth time that we’ve relapsed

It’s the third-second chance that I’ve given you

For the first time, let this be the last time

Fifth time I’ve taken you back

It’s the fourth time that I’ve collapsed into your arms

It’s so hard, but for the best

For the first time, let this be the last