TRY ME, BET ME, BEAT ME, BREAK ME

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You broke me in so many ways and took away everything

I deserved better but I just didn’t know sometimes to love someone you have to let go

Tried to leave all bandaged and bruised, you said I won’t get better than you

I almost believed it, but I know the truth, you want me more than I want you

Packing my stuff with nowhere to go, your kind of love is not a home

I cried from fear, worry, and stress, it’s taken me years to put an end to this mess.

(Chorus)

Try me, bet me, beat me, break me

You know where I can be found

I got your number

I know your game

Funny your bros are all the same

Say you’ll change but your eyes look the same

I’m not falling for your Sh*t again

A glimmer of hope for just a split second

Running around shouting your confessions

You wish you knew love but you never will

Fuel your ego with another kill

(Chorus)

Try me, bet me, beat me, break me

You know where I can be found

I got your number

I know your game

Funny your bros are all the same

Its taken years, education, and strength

To finally get up in your face

Keep standing proud of your charade

I’m bringing you down like the Boss I became

Cause you’re a thief among men, a child among boys, a sad mistake, a ball of hate, a broken man, and shattered life

I’m in the process and you will see:

You’re on borrowed time while I’m finding me

You keep creeping while I’m recovering

You’ve already moved on while I’m suffering

Your game is being hacked, and I’m growing stronger than I’ve ever been

While you’re beating on another victim, I’m on lock with a real man

Take a quick look at who you should have been

(Chorus)

Try me, bet me, beat me, break me

You know where I can be found

I got your number

I know your game

Funny your bros are all the same

Standing trial for the lives you broke; your bros took off and now you’re a joke

You’re a criminal, heartless, jealous man that talks with his fists, and chokes with his hands

Bet you’re scared what the judge will hear

From the lips of those who lived and learned, that men like you are known by one word

You’re a Coward with time to be served, guilty as hell, and going to jail

I’m the judge, jury, and witness to it all, it’s my case, and I’ll watch you fall

Begging me for sympathy? Excuse me while I burst out laughing

It’s out of my hands; you’re out of my heart, a memory of misery is all you’ll ever be

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