制作
出演艺人
Children of Zeus
表演者
作曲和作词
T. Daley
作曲
R. Myers
作曲
歌词
[Verse 1]
The fuck you tryna do to me, lady? (Lady)
And we can do it all again but it's only gonna make you cry
(Make you cry)
And them tears don't make you a victim, girl
This pain you and I know won't sail away
[Verse 2]
I swear you got some nerve comin' through my door
With the same sad face, tryna see if we can talk it through
You see, I really don't know what you came here for
Round and around we go
[Verse 3]
Yo, back and forth, back and forth
I spent more money than any man could afford
So leave your plans at the door
Compromise where neither one decides
We could both explore, we should already know the score
Playing games, tryna lock me down
But why am I so insecure?
You keep on bringing up my worst mistakes
Let 'em bake then just throw 'em in my face
Like birthday cake, but don't
Up and down, up and down
I never really had a good reason to fuck around
Still I'm drifting with the tide
Never to be found in this ocean
In the waves of emotion, about to drown
Is it you or your hormones?
Lord knows, took clothes from a wardrobe
Now there's all holes in my shit
And she's tell me that it's over
I'm like, tell me that when you're sober
Crazy ass, fuckin'
[Verse 4]
See, I really don't know what you came here for
Round and around we go
[Verse 5]
Yo, we fight every night, argue when we wake up
Never lift my fist, yeah, we kiss, yeah, we make up
You don't like the fact that I'm con
Lookin' at the front door, you laugh and you are gone
Yo, you saw me passing through the doors
So while you gots to be for beef
I got it and you want it, here, have it, it's yours
Yo, your mum's stressin' me, callin' me a waste, man
Bitch, you clock when the plane lands
Love and hate tied on the same hand
Yeah, I'm actin' like I'm ten and I'm so immature
Puttin' holes in the door, don't be laughing with my friend
Now it's good, if all you listen to me ease on
I only went missing for a week
And if I creep in the house then I'm not sneakin' about
One time I paid the rent, yo, I had to sleep on the couch
We are extra P but not the amount
And this is just my account
[Verse 6]
The fuck you tryna do to me, lady? (Lady)
And we can do it all again but it's only gonna make you cry
And them tears don't make you a victim, girl
This pain you and I know won't sail away
[Verse 7]
I swear you got some nerve comin' through my door (Through my door)
With the same sad face, tryna see if we can talk it through (Through, oh)
You see, I really don't know what you came here for (Yeah)
Round and around we go
(Oh yeah)
Written by: R. Myers, T. Daley