no face

I would do anything for you but i can't see the point anymore What you can't see is what my brain tells me every time im thinking of you. My thoughts have no face

Heard you got a new one, that's nice
Is he better than me, well that's fine
Can he do, you diden't even let me finish my line
But do you feel happy n, i told you to let me finish my line
So you trust him, guess i should stop talk now huh
Why im asking questions, well you tell me
I don't care, no i don't
I told you i don't care im not even mad, no im not
Do i need to f*****g scream it in your face, im not mad ok
Why im yelling at you, conversation stops here...