Mitch - need.love.

Cuz you need love
You need love
You know that I got you
I do I do
And you know me
You know me
You know that I need love
I need love too
First mistake but then it's shame on me
But if I fuck her twice then you know I did it purposely
To heal your broken heart I see the urgency
To stitch it back together baby girl like it was surgery
Break up to make up that shit absurd to me
You tell me that you love me but you always end up hurting me
So what do you love the love or the currency
I can carry it all but know that it burdens me
And yo life's fulfilled off the places you go
Taking pictures of the trip so you know that they know
How far will you go without a place of your own
It used to mean something to have a place called home
It's Somewhere to grow
It's somewhere I know
that I can pull up when you call and feel all alone
It's Somewhere to love
It's Somewhere to cry
Where I can You see you later without saying goodbye
You know that I tried
I know you that don't
And you can give your all
but I know that you won't
And I know your heart
And I know it hurts
And I know it's broken
But baby I've seen worse
Cuz baby you need love
I know your heart is broken and you need to fill it
You know that I got you
Shit you know I got you baby
You know I got you
And baby you know me
Shit You know you know me girl
I told you everything
You know that I need love
Shit I can't lie I need love too
I'll make time for you
Girl, I promise you
I've done everything in this life
I'm alive for you
But I will die for you
I'm still prideful too
Even when you tell me that I'm wrong I'm right for you
Lie to these other bitches
But I won't lie to you
I'm still sliding through
Just one night for you
Then I went and broke your heart girl without trying too
Tried to forgive me I know it's hard cuz I tried it too
Damn
She kept my soul alive just so she could murder it
We touch a chance on love and it was worth the risk
A low maintenance bitch but she deserves a grip
Give her the best of me
These hoes can have the worst of it
Give her her own job put her in a cubicle
Some things are tailor-made but still aren't suitable
I've done some shit to some that I could never do to you
But me and broken hearts together baby is the usual
She done been through a lot but she still carries on
So if she came with extra luggage know that it's a carry-on
And if it's not right for you baby carry on
But pace yourself for the marathon
You need love

Written by:
David Douglas III, Kenneth Mitchell

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