Title: Fuck It
Artist: Eamon
Composer(s): Kirk Robinson, Mark Passy, Eamon Doyle
Lyric:
See, I don't know why I liked you so much
I gave you all of my trust
I told you, I loved you, now that's all down the drain
You put me through pain, I wanna let you know how I feel
Fuck what I said, it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents, might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean Jack
Fuck you you ho, I don't want you back
Fuck what I said, it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents, might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean Jack
Fuck you you ho, I don't want you back
You thought, you could keep this shit from me, yeah
You burnt bitch, I heard the story
You played me, you even gave 'em head
Now you're askin' for me back
You're just another hack, look elsewhere
'Cuz you're done with me
Fuck what I said, it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents, might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean Jack
Fuck you you ho, I don't want you back
Fuck what I said, it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents, might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean Jack
Fuck you you ho, I don't want you back
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
You questioned, did I care?
You could ask anyone, I even said
You were my great one
Now it's all over but I do admit I'm sad
It hurts real bad, I can't sweat that 'cuz I loved a ho
Fuck what I said, it don't mean shit now
Fuck the presents, might as well throw 'em out
Fuck all those kisses, they didn't mean Jack
Fuck you you ho, I don't want you back
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
Oh oh, oh oh, uh huh, yeah
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