"I Can't Help" lyrics

"I Can't Help"

And you wouldn't let me be
Callin' me at 2 am with no caller ID
Half a bottle deep
Sayin' you just want my D
Cry on a different shoulder, I told ya I can't be your peace
It's over, you should sober up and quit callin' me

From the start, it was hard tryna get things right
Woulda coulda shoulda, but you crossed that line
Play your part, bless your heart, cuz you'll never have mine

Keep goin' round in circles
You pretend I hurt you
Packed your bags, they're already on those steps

Take your bullshit with ya
Hope you know I won't miss ya
Pray that God will fix you cuz I can't help

Knocked you off of my A list
Like a bad song off of my playlist
You tell me you hate this, but love the damn fact that I'm famous
I'm tired of explaining
Hope that you are missing my 30' wranglers

From the start, it was hard tryna get things right
Woulda coulda shoulda, but you crossed that line
Play your part, bless your heart, cuz you'll never have mine

Keep goin' round in circles
You pretend I hurt you
Packed your bags, they're already on those steps

Take your bullshit with ya
Hope you know I won't miss ya
Pray that God will fix you cuz I can't help


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