Maxwell LeVan - REMEDY

I been thinkin' of the memories just like it was my melody
I fell in love with you but then you turned into my enemy
Need some medicine or maybe I just need a remedy
You left my heart in pieces, now I'm downing all this hennessy
I wish well, baby, wish hell on you
I don't mean well but I know damn well you do
But you don't even call my phone
Better off on your own, shoulda known
That you broke my heart, that you crossed the line
That you want way more than my love and time
You a psychopath, caught me by surprise
But you look like an angel in their eyes
I been thinkin' of the memories just like it was my melody
I fell in love with you but then you turned into my enemy
Need some medicine or maybe I just need a remedy
You left my heart in pieces, now I'm downing all this hennessy
Heartbreak like Shakespeare, bitch, you know you ain't got that crystal clear vision
Your shit be opaque
I'm steady waiting for you to get your shit straight
And in the meantime I'm finna get your shit paid
Now that don't add up, matter of fact do a little math cuz
'Cause baby you is fine as fuck but you ain't worth the dividends
I'm just tryna do my thing, I'm just tryna invest
Baby you be tryna cause my head all types of stress
I been thinkin' of the memories just like it was my melody
I fell in love with you but then you turned into my enemy
Need some medicine or maybe I just need a remedy
You left my heart in pieces, now I'm downing all this hennessy
I wish well, baby, wish hell on you
I don't mean well but I know damn well you do
But you don't even call my phone
Better off on your own, shoulda known
A quiet ride home in my car
If I hate you why the fuck is this so hard
You ashamed of me well I feel it too
'Cause the last thing I want is to be stuck with you
I been thinkin' of the memories just like it was my melody
I fell in love with you but then you turned into my enemy
Need some medicine or maybe I just need a remedy
You left my heart in pieces, now I'm downing all this hennessy
I wish well, baby, wish hell on you
I don't mean well but I know damn well you do
But you don't even call my phone
Better off on your own, shoulda known

Written by:
Hampton Boyer, Maxwell LeVan, Sam Pound

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