CB Radio - Hear Me Out lyrics
[Verse 1] I got this long standing problem, I cannot forget you You broke my heart but still I don't resent you The best three years of my life and that's the truth Wish that I had been La Roux and remained so bulletproof But you were the shooter and didn't have no Teflon Boom in heart now my mothaf**ing hearts gone f** it, cuz I don't really need it Cuz the only purpose that is served for me was f**ing breathing On second thought I guess its something that I need But I'm CB I'm the S-H-I-T right? say it over and over Trynna boost my self esteem, drink beer that could be colder I don't think I'm sober, but that is nothing new I increase this alcohol as I'm thinking less of you I got this problem I think I should take care of it Possible solution, I think I need a therapist [Hook] Hear me out, hear me out Are you listening please just hear me out Hear me out, hear me out Hear me out, hear me out Hear me out, please listen hear me out Yo I need someone to listen so just please hear me out Ugh now just please hear me out Listen up CB hear me out [Verse 2] I got all these trapped feelings I think I should let them out My chest has a vacancy now tell me who will rent it out I ain't lying I ain't crying but I hate being alone Sometimes on these drunken nights, I really shouldn't have my phone Making drunk calls, sending drunk texts Looking for a quick solution tell me whats next But I should slow it down focus on the present Have fun while I'm young ma you should not be regrettin' I'm getting older now I guess I should be growing up Should be cautious in my sleep and I should not be throwing up Fourth times the charm, guess I finally learned my lesson Cuz the fact that I'm alive's a mothaf**ing blessing I think its obvious, the reason for intoxication Thoughts that flood my mind wear me out, I need a rare vacation Its still a problem now I really should take care of this How to fix it, think I need a therapist, ugh [Hook] [Verse 3] And I still sleep by myself Trust me when I say I hate it, life's a lonely prison cell And no ones visiting, I'm something girls aren't looking for A man who's kind and caring and won't call a girl a who*e But frankly I don't care cuz one day they'll get the memo Sunny Monday funny honeys as I stammer out a hello I'm so nervous cuz these girls they make me anxious Cuz it seems like when I talk to them they often throw their brakes quick In these past months I've gotten used to being lonely So I'm spitting all this real sh** instead of being phony Here comes the ridicule and these questions from my peers But there's got to be a lady who is listening and hears And starts thinking whys he drinking, cuz hes kind of cute Plus hes better than these primitive a**holes, they f**ing loose So ladies if you hearing this just go and talk to Chris But if not I guess I'm headed back to my old therapist So hear me out [Hook]