Trust Issues

How could I make it right? baby I'm your ride or die All the good memories we had comes to a end right? Yeah goodbye now, yeah goodbye now Yeah goodbye now, yeah goodbye now Now I'm on the road, fucking up meanings, get my bands up Diamonds in my ears, racks up Feels like I did a ransom, I got these bitches Yeah, they say I'm so handsome All this shit don't mean none to me To me, to me To me, to me Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah Soon as I open up, she stabs in the back like Trauma bond fucked up, how do even I act right Yes I got trust issues, I can't f*ck with you I'm in love with you but I'm scared of you I pop in the club, pour some drinks, let it f*ck me up I don't want to think about the things that she said to me Too much fucking traumas and pain Right inside my brain, yeah Right inside my brain yeah yeah How could I make it right? baby I'm your ride or die All the good memories we had comes to a end right? Yeah goodbye now, yeah goodbye now Yeah goodbye now, yeah goodbye now Now I'm on the road, fucking up meanings, get my bands up Diamonds in my ears, racks up Feels like I did a ransom, I got these bitches Yeah, they say I'm so handsome All this shit don't mean none to me