Say Less
I'ma show you straight to-
Can't you say less and do more
Like my baby back in 18, dead, when I had her on the bathroom floor
We should never digress, we should fuck more
And if your mind's on your man when we're done, girl
I can show you straight to the door
(I can show you straight to the–)
Thought you knew by now
I've been dead inside for a while
And you can never change my mind
And you know my style
I've been black inside for a while
And I ain't got no alibi
Yeah, I'm on my own
And you know, you know
I ain't coming for no lullaby so keep that faith flow around
And keep your feet on the ground
(Keep your feet on the ground, babe)
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love" (I stay screaming "fuck love")
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah (oh, yeah)
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Oh, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love" (and I stay screaming, yeah)
And I stay screaming, yeah
'Cause I got time to kill
And my eyes are still
Tryna climb a wall that my mind has built
You know my mind is still
But my thoughts could kill
Stuck in a routine, oh, you know the drill
And I would take the pill, leave it all behind
And I don't want no Valentine
Because our love deprives, you can't provide
Except the fast decline and the heart's demise
I tried to play it cool but you leave me with no option
I could never feel and that leaves you with a problem
My memories are blurred but my lifestyle's toxic
(And you love it, baby)
Cigarette smoke in the back of a party
Three packs down and you know that I ain't stopping
I gotta die young and I gotta die popping (oh, yeah)
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Can't you say less and do more
Like my baby back in 18, dead, when I had her on the bathroom floor
We should never digress, we should fuck more
And if your mind's on your man when we're done, girl
I can show you straight to the door
(I can show you straight to the–)
Thought you knew by now
I've been dead inside for a while
And you can never change my mind
And you know my style
I've been black inside for a while
And I ain't got no alibi
Yeah, I'm on my own
And you know, you know
I ain't coming for no lullaby so keep that faith flow around
And keep your feet on the ground
(Keep your feet on the ground, babe)
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love" (I stay screaming "fuck love")
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah (oh, yeah)
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Oh, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love" (and I stay screaming, yeah)
And I stay screaming, yeah
'Cause I got time to kill
And my eyes are still
Tryna climb a wall that my mind has built
You know my mind is still
But my thoughts could kill
Stuck in a routine, oh, you know the drill
And I would take the pill, leave it all behind
And I don't want no Valentine
Because our love deprives, you can't provide
Except the fast decline and the heart's demise
I tried to play it cool but you leave me with no option
I could never feel and that leaves you with a problem
My memories are blurred but my lifestyle's toxic
(And you love it, baby)
Cigarette smoke in the back of a party
Three packs down and you know that I ain't stopping
I gotta die young and I gotta die popping (oh, yeah)
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Yeah, I know I fucked up, fucked up, yeah
And I stay screaming "Fuck love, fuck love"
Credits
Writer(s): George Bucknall
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Golden Hour, Vol. 1
- A Million Ways - Single
- Moviestar (feat. Col3trane) - Single
- Flawed By Design (Acoustic Version) - Single
- Flawed By Design
- Clockwork (Slowed + Reverbed)
- Sleepless Nights (Slowed + Reverbed)
- Red Pill (Slowed + Reverbed)
- Blue Pill (Deluxe) [Slowed + Reverbed]
- Rage of Angels (Slowed + Reverbed)
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