Rod Wave - Break My Heart

                [INTRO]

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 Have you ever felt like being somebody else? (Somebody)
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 Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?
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 (Pipe that shit up, TnT)
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 Every day, I'm trying not to hate myself
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 Tryin' not to—, tryin' not to—, you know, hate, 
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 hate what I been through changed me, know what I’m sayin’?

 (Colorado run for mil)
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 (Trill got the juice, nigga)

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 Just a little bit, love me more

 Just a little bit, love me more
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 Oh, no, love me more
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 Just a little bit, love me more

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 Have you ever felt like being somebody else?
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 Youngin', uh, uh, youngin' (And it break my heart)
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 Feeling like the mirror isn't good for your health?
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 (And it broke my heart, and it breaks my heart) Look, look

 [VERSE] 
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 I got stabbed in my back and crossed so many times
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 I don't know who to trust, think everybody lyin' (Lyin’)
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 I be finna give up, 'cause I'm so tired of tryin' (Tryin’)
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 Crawl under a rock, and isolate my mind (Mind)

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 Ion't want no broke friends 'cause I'm larger than a bitch (Larger)
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 Don't want no rap friends, 'cause they be flawer than a bitch
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 My old friends changing, seen it in BD (In BD)
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 If you a fake flawed fuck nigga then what that make me, huh? (Make me)

               Am 
 'Cause I was cool with you, nigga
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 Broke in houses, skipped school with you, nigga
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 Stood on the block and broke the rules with you, nigga
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 The whole time you was foolin' me nigga (Foolin' me now)

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 Who would've knew the price we paid for platinum plaques
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 This fortune and this fame got strings attached (Strings attached)
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 People get to actin' weird when fame attached (Fame attached)
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 Come around and live they life with my name attached (Oh woah oh)
 
 [CHORUS] 
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 I said, “Girl, where you going?” (Where you going, love?)
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 “You can't stay a little while longer?” (Why you going, love?)
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 The real from the fake and the fake from the flawed (And the fake—)
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 Gettin' harder to tell 'em apart (Apart)

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 And it breaks my heart, (My heart), and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)
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 And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart (It really breaks my heart)
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 You really broke my heart, I—, why you break my heart? (You break my heart)
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 Break my heart (You break my heart), yeah, it broke my heart, 
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 and it breaks my heart (Break my heart)

 [OUTRO]
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 Yeah, yeah
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 What's up fam', that’s how you feel family? (Oh, woah)
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 Real from the fake, and the fake from the flawed, 
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 harder to tell them apart (Ayy, the world gon’ hear this)
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 And it breaks my heart, and it breaks my heart 
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 (Ayy, can you hear me? Is this shit going? Is this mic on?)
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 Nigga real is rare, just know

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 Every day, I'm trying not to hate myself
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 But lately, it's not hurtin' like it did before

 Just a little bit, love me more

 Just a little bit, love me more

 Oh, no, love me more

 Just a little bit, love me more