What the fuck is wrong with you...

Sitting back, thinking back Thinking how we didn't last At least the least my worries Is I tried to win her back This bitch she trynna come and f*ck me over mentally Barely breathe And I'm thinking of the shit she said to me Abusively Imagine living cross the fucking state Planning dates When she dodge yo text and calls And dogs you down. I guess I know now She was texting yet another And she couldn't even bother Just to fucking block my number Lead me on Let me down And I'm just so disappointed Makes a promise try her hardest Another broken fucking promise She was texting me like normally FaceTime her that early morning smiling in my face And I knew And I fucking knew. She fucked someone new Then she broke the news Are you ready for that? Heartbreak, my state? In and out a manic phase. Grab my gun up to my face Trashing my own place Threw my phone across the room And I'm thinking what to do And I asked her, and I asked her, and I asked her What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you What the f*ck is wrong with you