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Girl, what the fuck am I doing?

You got me reaching for the bottle

I got a bottle of whiskey in my hand

And you're screaming, running out the door

I don't play games

It's not me you should blame

Girl, you were my disease

But I flushed you out, it was so easy

And you, you were my disease

But I got you out, it was so easy

I'm sorry

Actually, I'm not sorry

Girl, what the fuck was I thinking?

I've done this for the last time

This was no relationship

It was the worst ride, worst ride of my life

I'm down in flames

I think it's too late

Girl, you were my disease

But I flushed you out, it was so easy

And you, you were my disease

But I got you out, it was so easy

I'm sorry

You wasted away my time

Well, I got my medicine right

You were my disease

But I flushed you out, it was so easy

And you, you were my disease

But I got you out, it was so easy

You were my disease

But I flushed you out, it was so easy

And you, you were my disease

But I flushed you out, it was so, it was so

It was you, you were my disease

But I got you out, it was so easy

I'm sorry

Yeah

Writer(s): Corey Woods, Chris Jasper, Rudolph Bernard Isley, O'kelly Jr. Isley, Ronald Isley, Marvin Isley, Ernest Isley, Andre Benjamin, Earle H. Hagen, Jeron Ward, Ricky Ricardo Jr. Walker, Antwan A. Patton Copyright: Universal Music - Careers, Wedontplayevenwhenwereplayin Songs Llc, Chrysalis Music, Mosquito Puss, Bovina Music Inc., Emi April Music Inc., Wedontplayevenwhenwereplayinsongs Llc