Still Fine
I'm done fucked up
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
I'm sufferin' I need comfortin'
Stuck on the past like I'm bufferin' I need love again
I was way too over my head
To think that instead
Of being mislead
That you and I were meant
For way more
I tried to keep score
But two wrongs don't make a right, girl I need more
We blew up what we had, call that shit a C4
It might seem a little bad, it's what I need you for
You used to say 'I need you'
Girl, I need you more
Right now I feel see through
And I bleed some more
And through my eyes I'm sore
And you broke my core
And I've come to realize
That love is war
But I can't penalize you
Cause more rain will pour
What a shame you're gone
And you're to blame
Always on your phone
Texting all those guys and wow they make you moan (mm, mm)
(Wow)
Well fuck you cuz I got skills I gotta hone (shit)
(Wow)
Left me on my own I'm a god damn loner
(Wow)
You fucked around, and I'm no longer sober
(Wow)
You went out of bounds hoe, where's the disclosure?
(Wow)
Yet somehow I'm still not over you
I'm done fucked up
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me, hah, right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
Still fine (hmph)
Why this shit complex?
Why is love just stress?
What a mess
I just need to rest
Get this off my chest
Cause you were the best thing I ever had
But I found out you're a hoe, and I'm glad
Cause pest control's a must
Since you was getting out of hand
We disband
But I still gotta make some bands
Yes, shit did not go to plan
You were my whole life, but damn
Life's a bitch, so bitch get off my dick
And shit will go on as it was never planned
I'm done fucked up
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me, hah, right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
I'm sufferin' I need comfortin'
Stuck on the past like I'm bufferin' I need love again
I was way too over my head
To think that instead
Of being mislead
That you and I were meant
For way more
I tried to keep score
But two wrongs don't make a right, girl I need more
We blew up what we had, call that shit a C4
It might seem a little bad, it's what I need you for
You used to say 'I need you'
Girl, I need you more
Right now I feel see through
And I bleed some more
And through my eyes I'm sore
And you broke my core
And I've come to realize
That love is war
But I can't penalize you
Cause more rain will pour
What a shame you're gone
And you're to blame
Always on your phone
Texting all those guys and wow they make you moan (mm, mm)
(Wow)
Well fuck you cuz I got skills I gotta hone (shit)
(Wow)
Left me on my own I'm a god damn loner
(Wow)
You fucked around, and I'm no longer sober
(Wow)
You went out of bounds hoe, where's the disclosure?
(Wow)
Yet somehow I'm still not over you
I'm done fucked up
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me, hah, right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
Still fine (hmph)
Why this shit complex?
Why is love just stress?
What a mess
I just need to rest
Get this off my chest
Cause you were the best thing I ever had
But I found out you're a hoe, and I'm glad
Cause pest control's a must
Since you was getting out of hand
We disband
But I still gotta make some bands
Yes, shit did not go to plan
You were my whole life, but damn
Life's a bitch, so bitch get off my dick
And shit will go on as it was never planned
I'm done fucked up
Cause all this shit got me to say fuck love
I'm like what's up?
What's the deal?
Are you always gonna try to hit me, hah, right in the feels?
I mean for real?
Stop it with the onion peel
Cause these tears are for real
But I'm still fine, yeah
But I'm still fine, yeah
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Writer(s): Amin Joumah
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