A Song about Love (to All the Hearts I've Broken)

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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 okay for my heart
I prefer to be cold 'till I die

Breaking them hearts, I'm 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 these pills 'till I'm 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 though 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