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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pouya
Vocals
Rocci
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Rockwell
Songwriter
Kevin Pouya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rocci
Producer
Lyrics
I take it back
I reacted with my heart
I wanna be there
With you in the back of my car
You can't play with me for long
I was such a fool, hanging on
You smell just like his cologne
The cheapest thrills keep you going
I don't know where you stand with me
But I know I can't stand to be without you
Can't remember what it was like before
Gave you everything you wanted, what you crying for?
I wanna get away either from you or with you
I can't make decisions, don't listen to my gut
When it's telling me to run from everything that I love
'Cause everything that I love fuck me up
Eye for an eye, getting high to get by
Getting hurt, wanna die, never said your goodbyes
Thought I was a good guy, not for me to decide
I guess you left my life a mess and dead inside
Every start has an end, every star fades away
When I see you walk away from a better yesterday
Today I bleed, by tomorrow I'm dead
Keep that .40 pointed at my head
You've been running through my head
I'd be lying if I said I don't need you
Running through my head
I'd be lying if I said I don't need you
I fall in love every day of the week
Knee-deep until my knees feel weak
Used to be the one to rock to me sleep
And now we don't speak
I fall in love every other fucking day of the week
I hate eating alone, I'm never leaving my home
Another bitch on my phone telling me that she gone
Go ahead and fuck another man, I guess I'll make another plan
I'm stuck with all these rubber bands and not a woman to understand, yeah
You've been running through my head
I'd be lying if I said I don't need you
Running through my head
I'd be lying if I said I don't need you
Candy apple lips on my lady
Hard times, cash don't flow for you lately
Oh God, here I go, it's been calling
Got to push for more and more, and more
Let me get my time back
You do me wrong, I'ma do you right back
Yeah, bitch, I'm like that, let me get my sight back
'Cause right now I'm blinded by the way you say my name
By the way, I was in love like right away
Ready for I do's and new days, yeah
Let get my mind back
Let me get that knife out of my back, yeah
Let me get my cash back and my whips back
And that brand new bag back
Soulmates don't live my way, yeah
Hold hands and walk away from me to live another day, yeah
Holding on to what you want
When I'm not home, you've been out playing
Holding on to what you want
When I'm not home, you've been out playing
I know we both have obligations
Your sensations for going out override any lust I may have left
And your dress is too short for comfort
But before I end it all right here, just a couple of things
I didn't get the chance to communicate
You don't know what you got until it's gone
That's the realest cliche that I ever heard
And to be honest, nothing is promised and nothing is forever
And that makes me sick in my stomach wishing it was
Time is the only thing that really expires
Written by: Christopher Rockwell, Pouya