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No I wasn't in a bad mood till you asked me But if we're already here then let's stop acting (Like) I'm the one to blame Like you don't do the same shit to me, to me, to me Sick and tired of Burns from the fire you lit, so quit Don't ask me questions That you know I'm gonna lie to Then get upset when You realize that I do, oh All you tryna do is stir me up, stir me up But i know the truth won't shut you up, shut you up Don't ask me questions, ask me any questions If you know I'm gonna lie to you Yeah who cares if I was looking, I'm not touching Yeah I do it's true but you admit to nothing Quick to criticize When you're the one to hide shit from me, from me from me, You've got wanderin' eyes But I'm not worried bout it, so quit So chill out, babe There's better ways to use your mouth, babe Chill out, babe There's better ways to use your mouth, babe
Writer(s): Mathew Stafford, Deanna Walker, Ethan Davis, Rachel West, Chris Stafford, Thomas Bracciale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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