Mama things ain't right, pickin fights every night
You ask yourself why
You're too stuck in your mind, you don't listen, can't see things from another point of vision
I'm done wasting my time, tryna fix a relationship that's so damn broken, you don't even try
You just lie to yourself, blame it on everybody else, no the meds won't help if you won't even help yourself
What type of love is that
That type of love is wack
What type of love is that
That type of love is wack
So my apologies, if I just can't get it right, the concept of love, it lingers in my mind
What type of love is that
That type of love is wack
What type of love is that
That type of love is wack