SON OF A GUN

I've been so caught up with my thoughts Seems like I cannot get enough I get that feeling in my gut Too many doubts in my life I know that you're not proud of me I figured you weren't the one Seems like the worlds in spite of me I'm one tough son of a gun Don't do well without apologies That's fine you just ignore them I'm boutta go with my gut I'm one tough son of a gun Tryna get me higher now I get to flying out All the things I left behind What the point of even trying now I have my doubts So god don't make me cry You never listen to me Why should I listen to ya? Told me that you missing me That's funny don't give a f*ck F*ck you and everything you said to me that night You said "You love me" and I know for a fact that's a lie I got a lot on my mind its offing me And you the kind that would do it all for me Wasnt lying that I'm moving cautiously And now you cryin what the f*ck that offer me? I know that you're not proud of me I figured you weren't the one Seems like the worlds in spite of me I'm one tough son of a gun Don't do well without apologies That's fine you just ignore them I'm boutta go with my gut I'm one tough son of a gun You pull the trigger ending me I'm trapped inside the remedy Of broken hearts, it's taking me To make belief, I hate to see it fall I'll be Gon when I'm a hunter I feel so electric Killua You could hardly ever make it up I turn that push into shove All I needed was love Yea your love But there's one thing on the tip of my tongue I'm one tough son of a gun