Lyrics

Yeah I'm not talking smack, you know there's no pity, pity Tryna put in words that you'll understand You don't call her back, you think it's no biggy, biggy Seconds on the clock, you need a touch down You thought you had a shot, you were good to go But there's never three strikes in love, you know When she gets mad, it ain't gonna be pretty, pretty Won't see it coming, it's like a curveball You think that you're doing just fine But ooh, she got you on the sideline You think you're flying towards the end zone You're just headed towards the friend zone Let me break it down to the facts You will never get a girl like that You gotta step up to the plate with a bat That's all I gotta say about that Yeah, you gotta take a ride and spend a little money, money Show her she's worth more than 3.99 No room for doubt and I'm not being funny, honey Tell her how you feel, she can't read your mind You thought you had it on lock, you were good to go But there's never three strikes in love, you know I might help a brother out and it ain't gonna be sunny, sunny You commit the crime, you're gonna do time You think that you're doing just fine But ooh, she got you on the sideline You think you're flying towards the end zone You're just headed towards the friend zone Let me break it down to the facts (just the facts) You will never get a girl like that You gotta step up to the plate with a bat That's all I gotta say about that All I need is a bass, and the beat, and my banjo Bass, and the beat, and my banjo Bass, and the beat, and my banjo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Let me break it down to the facts You will never get a girl like that You gotta step up to the plate with a bat That's all I gotta say about that Let me break it down to the facts (to the facts) You will never get a girl like that (no) You gotta step up to the plate with a bat That's all I gotta say about that You think that you're doing just fine But ooh, she got you on the sideline You think you're flying towards the end zone You're just headed towards the friend zone (friend zone) You think that you're doing just fine But oh, she got you on the sideline You think you're flying towards the end zone You're just headed towards the friend zone (Friend zone) friend zone You're just headed towards the friend zone
Writer(s): Michael Blue, Johan Lindbrandt, Danielle Bradbery, Shari Lynn Short Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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