No Strings - Kyle Dion

Got a lot of bags, seen a lot of dough

Regardless of our youth, time still played it’s role

As I’m headin' on down hotel lobby

She just wrote me back, she ain’t comin' back

So I’m just floating cut me loose

I’m blowing through these clouds

You let go of my string

Crazy, must be fucking crazy

I’m all dried out

Maybe it’s by design

I see the signs

You don’t love me no mo'

You don’t love me no mo'

You don’t love me no mo'

She don’t love me no mo'

Well I’m flying 'cause she let go

(She don’t love you)

Diesel gas in my Dutch

Step out front, car pulls up

Where she at?

Undisclosed

Losin' hope, broken home

She’s probably backseat fuckin' on the east side, yeah

You sure know how to make my day

You sure know how to break my faith

Becomin' a stranger

I did my best to turn it around

But I couldn’t tame ya

Back to the house, yeah we called it home

Until now

Ain’t no way to cope

Ain’t nowhere to go

I’m just floating, cut me loose

I’m blowing through these clouds

You let go of my string (Let go my string, what did you do?)

Crazy, must be fucking crazy (Ooh)

I’m all dried out

Maybe it’s by design

I see the signs

You don’t love me no mo'

You don’t love me no mo'

You don’t love me no mo'

She don’t love me no mo'

I tried, ooh

But she let go (She let it go)

She don’t love me no mo'

She don’t want me no mo'

She, she don’t need me no mo'

She, she don’t trust me no mo'

Oh, we ain’t nothin' no mo'

Ain’t, ain’t got nothin' no mo'

She don’t love me no mo'

She don’t want me no mo'

Oh, she don’t fuck me no mo'

She don’t trust me no mo'