Overwritten

I got you messing with me, up and under, on the fence

But being here with you, it doesn't make a lick of sense

No need to plead my case, no aid in need for my defense

I isn't frontin', I'm just telling them just how it went

You got me choking, pull a vacuum, damn I couldn't breathe

You go and kick me to the curb only when I'm in need

I hate to see you go, but damn I love to watch you leave

Like that's a perfect view, I'll go and tell you honestly

Like it can't be that hard

Bad memories

You need them overwritten