Kinda love that was automatic, yeah. 21 days straight got a bad habit. Took your word now you're takin me for granite White paint on a black canvas I can see the truth; in disguise You can't lie when you're blind but you try And clearly they can see it too; your demise We goin down the low road like we don't know which way to go I can tell by now they don't love me no more They don't love me no more Had to choose And yes somehow I'm unlucky for sure since I walked out the door And left you Oh oh oh Sell me out Tell me now You held me down Till my oxygen was Low oh oh They don't love me no more They don't love me no more I kinda thought it'd be problematic You put your world on my back it was hard to manage Hard to see hard to hear you through all the static White paint on a black canvas Oh oh they love no more 6 (You don't have to tell me They don't love no more)