Guess We're Bout to Dance
I was drunk and nostalgic when I called you up
Now I'm screaming like fuck
How'd you get in here
Thought our time was up
Testing my boundaries
And pushing my luck
Now we're bout to fuck
God damn
I'm about to stumble
Could you hold my hand
Can't move on without you
Cause I'm stuck in my past
Can't keep walking forward
With your hand in my pants
Guess we're bout to dance huh
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
You were high out your brain
When you called out my name
Begging please let me in
Back of my mind saying here we go again
Words out your mouth shape the life that I live
Guess you're my bad habit
God damn
We could get in trouble talking all that romance
Need to get this out the way
And back to my bands
Funny how your friend always ends up in my hands
Guess we're bout to dance huh
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
Now I'm screaming like fuck
How'd you get in here
Thought our time was up
Testing my boundaries
And pushing my luck
Now we're bout to fuck
God damn
I'm about to stumble
Could you hold my hand
Can't move on without you
Cause I'm stuck in my past
Can't keep walking forward
With your hand in my pants
Guess we're bout to dance huh
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
You were high out your brain
When you called out my name
Begging please let me in
Back of my mind saying here we go again
Words out your mouth shape the life that I live
Guess you're my bad habit
God damn
We could get in trouble talking all that romance
Need to get this out the way
And back to my bands
Funny how your friend always ends up in my hands
Guess we're bout to dance huh
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
I know I could live without you
But lately babe I really don't want to
You know how to make me feel sinful
Then have me thinking it's the lord who sent you
Credits
Writer(s): Nia Hunter
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