Texty

Baby, I promise you're the only one, I don't talk to anyone My friends don't like it when you come around I don't care, it's not enough, you know it's alright It's just a dumb party, go fuck yourself Don't call me next time At least, you would probably go find another Another heart Go find ano', go find another heart Oh, what's up? You're acting so different I thought you had a lot to say I hear it from them anyway I swear, I'm stuck inside the mess you made I know that you hate me, you don't love me But I love you all the same, love you all the same If they're talking shit about me Would you come and tell it to my, tell it to my face? I don't feel the pain Please, stay, I'm sorry But my friends don't understand why you keep coming 'round Don't make a fuss, I think you've done enough It's not my fault It's just a dumb party, go fuck yourself Don't call me next time At least, you would probably go find another Another heart
Writer(s): James Smith, Matthew Burgess, Ntsika Bungane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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