If Somebody Told Me You Were Dying

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Somebody asked me if I've seen you since you left that goodbye hole there in my chest.

And it got me thinkin',

I'd need a damn good reason to ever let you in my life again.

Don't get it twisted, for two years, you've been dead to me.

I wouldn't wish it, but hypothetically.

If somebody told me you were dying, I probably wouldn't make it to the funeral, but I'd probably call my mama crying, 'cause after all, you know I ain't that cruel. So,

I would probably dig up old pictures, even though you're buried in the past.

If somebody told me you were dying, I could still hate you and be sad.

They'd probably think that

I'm pretty heartless, but if they do, they don't know nothing about that night in Minneapolis.

You were two-faced and you were careless, but after all, I'm human and I think I'd be so conflicted if.

If somebody told me you were dying, I probably wouldn't make it to the funeral, but I'd probably call my mama crying, 'cause after all, you know I ain't that cruel.

So, I would probably dig up old pictures, even though you're buried in the past.

If somebody told me you were dying, I could still hate you and be sad.

I could still hate you and be sad.

Ooh.

I could still hate you and be sad.

Mm.

Two things can be true, twenty-nineteen me would fall apart over you.

I know you're happy and healthy, but hypothetically.

If somebody told me you were dying, I probably wouldn't make it to the funeral, but I'd probably call my mama crying, 'cause after all, you know

I ain't that cruel. So,

I would probably dig up old pictures, even though you're buried in the past.

If somebody told me you were dying, I could still hate you and be sad.

I could still hate you and be sad. I could still hate you and be sad.

Mm.