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the half artist - stone lyrics

[verse 1]
(some say) love is beautiful thing, i guess it is sometimes?
it isn’t measured by rings or all those things ya buyin’
or the little piece of paper that ya partner signs
on the so called happiest day of ya life
my hearts like stone so it keeps my chest heavy
some ladies wanted love but i just wasn’t ready
they ask, ‘how are ya single?’ guess to them its upsetting
to see the ones i did love and wonder, ‘how did they get him’?
no girls written me a song but there’s plenty of ’em asking
it goes no strings attached to cupids got a target, heh
knockin’ boots in the same i would use to father
i should get me a kid and a friend to name ’em after, look
i should settle down, i wasn’t born a b+st+rd
i’m kinda lonely now, i must be cold and heartless
rip that stone from your chest and don’t forget to carve it
pass the parcel, i’m bound to help ya halve it

[chorus]
my hearts made of stone i can’t break it all alone
so i’m waitin’ on the one i can love now
my hearts made of stone, i can’t do it on my own
but true love isn’t measured by sun down (x2)

[verse 2]
squeeze a stone till it bleeds now your feelin’ like me
i’ve felt rejection and heartbreak n worn it on a sleeve
d+mn it’s heavy you ain’t ready to commit
just keep wondering why some men seem to call you all a b+tch
i’ve struggled with lovers but i would never call it quits
sick of hating on relations, ain’t got patience for this sh+t
i expose the real me, don’t put a show on for the chicks
please love me for me not the feeling of my d+ck
this isn’t petals on a rose this is music
she loves me, she loves me not, i can’t do this
who are you to say love isn’t special and
who am i to say situations s+xual
it’s a four letter word but i guess i never heard
to hit it and dismiss it could just make it even worse
i hate the thought of marriage, i’d hate to be your first
sucks to be you, sucks to be her
[chorus]
my hearts made of stone i can’t break it all alone
so i’m waitin’ on the one i can love now
my hearts made of stone, i can’t do it on my own
but true love isn’t measured by sun down (x2)

[outro]
cut into stone, feel the chips they’re everything
circling the dust, rack it up, i’d give you anything
pants on, pants off, dtf? you better be
i’m probably sh+t at s+x so i’ll send texts till you remember me
oh my lord now i’ve done it, guess it’s best if we
go our separate ways till your family sees the rest of me
a bad man lady k!ller, only talking s+xually
ya f+cked another clasick, really jason is the best of me

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