Impala

You play too much You play too much (oh) You play too much No, I said, (I said) uh, I said too much I said too much Your love triggers something deep in me That feels uneasy, you wear your dirt on your sleeve Buried like a grave, six feet deep Sometimes, your kiss knocks me down So weak, love me HTT But you planted trees, grew roots through My feet, knocked me to my knees like How you do that make me feel so precious? Then roll off my back and go back to suspicious Oh-oh, yeah, you know, I'ma go Leave me alone, don't wanna know, I'm 'bout to ghost Pack the Impala, I wanna drive back to L.A Oh, you leavin' me now? You're leaving? (Going back home?) Well, before you go, I think there's things you should know I think the fact you're so accessible limits our growth You got a career that forcеs you to be friendly And this new attention you getting is making my insecurities show I'm stubborn to the fact that it ain't no bridgin' this gap I'm not scared of you leavin', I'm scared that you won't come back I promise, if you stay I'ma try to clean up my act, babe Why you do that make me feel so reckless? I promise, if you stay I'ma try to clean up my act, babe Then run that shit back with the press and prepare us Oh, yeah, you know, I'ma go Leave me alone, don't wanna know, I'm 'bout to ghost Pack my Impala, I wanna drive back to L.A I'm not afraid of your wounds, I'm afraid of your flaws (oh) And the pain that you carry that you're scared to resolve (oh) I'm not afraid of my wounds, I'm afraid of my scars And the pain that I carry that I'm scared to resolve (Oh) I'm not afraid of your wounds, (oh) I'm afraid of your flaws And the pain that you carry that you're scared to resolve (oh-oh, oh, oh, oh) I'm not afraid of my wounds, I'm afraid of my scars (oh, oh) And the pain that I carry that I'm scared to resolve (oh-oh, oh, oh) You play too much You play too much (oh) You play too much No, I'm not afraid of your wounds, I'm afraid of your flaws (oh-oh, oh) And the pain that you carry that you're scared to resolve (oh, oh) I'm not afraid of my wounds, I'm afraid of my scars (oh, oh) And the pain that I carry that I'm scared to resolve (oh, oh, uh)