You're the Wrong One

Tell me if you wanna live like that
We can go anywhere and be right back
Yeah bby, I know that you like that
Why you call me if you know that I don't call back?
Tell me if you wanna live like that
We can go anywhere and be right back
Yeah bby, I know that you like that
Why you call me if you know that I don't call back?

I don't really need shit, it's all bad
Yeah bby, you know that I'll be right there
I can never leave you, I'm right here
Bby, you should know I'll be right there
Why you gotta do me like that?
I know that this is so bad
But sometimes I just can't deal with anything at all
Anything at all
It feels like I am gonna fall
It feels like I'm falling
I'm trying, I've been trying

So why you still calling?
Bby girl, you know that I'm falling
For you, but you like to start drama
What do I do?
Start to think that you're the wrong one
For me, is it true?
Couldn't see, your beauty blinds me like the moon
Couldn't reach, flew off course past you
Couldn't breathe, you tore a hole into my suit

Tell me if you wanna live like that (like that)
We can go anywhere and be right back (right back)
Yeah bby, I know that you like that (you like that)
Why you call me if you know that I don't call back? (yeah)
Tell me if you wanna live like that (like that)
We can go anywhere and be right back (right back)
Yeah bby, I know that you like that (you like that)
Why you call me if you know that I don't call back? (yeah)
I don't really need shit, it's all bad (it's all bad)
Yeah bby, you know that I'll be right there (right there)
I can never leave you, I'm right here (I'm right here)
Bby, you should know I'll be right there (ayy)

Yeah, her air can get toxic
Shield's up
Try to hurt me, but I'll block it
This time and it's true
Well don't worry, bby
Least I'll write a song about you
She dressed in black 'cause I like that
Sends me selfies up on snapchat
Now I don't really write back
Tried love, fucked me up
Now I want my life back
Can't really trust no one
They really got me on the run
Like Truman Show in '98
They call it love, but it is fake
Can't really trust no one
They really got me on the run
Like Truman Show in '98
They call it love, but it is so fake



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Writer(s): David Peyton
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