Finish the lyrics What's the point in your "I love you"s
When they don't hold any weight?
You touch your computer much more

Lyrics: Write this down, baby I’m not physically fulfilled You’ve never held it down all night And you’re se.lfish ’cause you always think your a.ss is always right And you never see the lesson when it’s right in front your eyes Are you writing this sh.it down? ‘Cause baby boy, I think it’s time Time you learned a thing or two ‘Bout how to keep a girl like me with you Time you learned how to switch it up I’m tired of running to you, just give up ‘Cause I didn’t sign up for this Had to make it ten times more than you, boy When I sacr.ificed blo.od for you I sac.rificed blo.od Write this sh.it in your notebook, baby Since you never wrote love letters to mе, to me Don’t forget all the things I taught you You’ll need it for someone who isn’t me, ain’t me What’s the point in your “I love you’s” When they don’t hold any weight? You touch your computer much more Than you have ever touched me Every night you come back home, then you just go back to sleep Laying next to just a friend who occasionally fu.cks me Time you know just how I feel Since you told me you’ll wait forever Time you start growing up Age is nothing if you not evolved Dear, I didn’t have time for this, but I still gave you my all I sacrif.iced bloo.d for you I sacrif.iced blo.od Write this sh.it in your notebook, baby Since you never wrote love letters to me, to me Don’t forget all the things I taught you You’ll need it for someone who isn’t me, ain’t me...

Explanation:

renascimento comercial, que, a partir do século 11, inaugurou definitivamente a baixa idade média, que se estenderia até o século 15.