N. Haskell Street, Dallas, TX

[intro]
Yeah
One-two, one-two

[verse]
It's just way too many
Memories for me to forget
I ain't treat you like I should've
And that's hard to admit
I got my heart up for rent
But now it's hard to cement
I'm full of hatred and resent
And all the time that I spent
Gettin bent off the liquor
That I endlessly pour
From your minibar. I swear
And I would get you some more
But I never did. Used to drag you
Through the mud and manure
And I'm just keepin it a hundred
It took me time to mature
And you was ready for forever
But I wasn't so sure and
I was lazy with couture
I threw my shit on the floor
Cause I was poor and felt
Sorry for myself to the core and
So, for you, loving me
Start resembling a chore
Cause when the love fades
It never really comes back
It's just a shell or a replica
Or somethin like that
It's just a shadow or a silhouette
That fade into black
It's just an echo of a clap
It's like a medal or plaque
It's a reminder of the past
When you used to have a blast
But it happens in a flash
When the spell gets broke
And infatuation past
And they start to put you last
And behaving kinda crass
Plus they hide behind a mask
Now the conversation's trash
And you always have to clash
So you have to have a glass
And some smoke for you to ash
Keep repeating to yourself
"You just focused on the cash"
But you really miss they ass
I guess what I'm really trying to ask is