Questions

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



Credits
Writer(s): Mathew Stafford, Deanna Walker, Ethan Davis, Rachel West, Chris Stafford, Thomas Bracciale
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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