Mellodrama

Mic check 1, 2
It's ya man Mello comin' through
Mic check 1, 2
Lemme talk to 'em

I'm done with that romantic shit
No more passionate dinners that are candle-lit
My self-analysis: tending towards masochist
The only medicine: a long leave of abstinence
No more dramatic chicks man, I can't handle it
When the behaviour gets extravagant, abandon it
Manipulative types on some Steve Bannon shit
No time for mindfuck shenanigans
Cuz Mello don't need melodrama
Or bad moods like Snoop without the marijuana
I refuse to lose my cool over a bella donna
Let's call it quits, lickety splits, yo it's been an honour
I stay reclusive and focus on the music
The beat's a ten cuz I was zen when I produced it
The truth is: man this dating shit is ruthless
Better get out before I'm in an institution

Plenty of 808, but no more heartbreak
Music is the only thing pumping up my heart rate
Collected scars like Colombians in the drug trade
Adios, time to get up off the love train

Plenty of 808, but no more heartbreak
Music is the only thing pumping up my heart rate
Collected scars like Colombians in the drug trade
Adios, time to get up off the love train

Yep! This song is auto-biographical
Could write a novel telling all the shit that I've been through
Some dates were awful, others taught me things I thought I knew
I guess some credit's due, this one goes out to you
Had a girl who used to read through all my messages
She even answered, turning friends into my nemesis
Had another girl, she was so competitive
She would always rush to finish off my sentences
Dated a cheerleader, man she thought she was the shit
Wrote a song for her, but she had other preferences
Another girl thought my fetishes were devilish
She brought me to a priest hoping for an exorcist
Got me an independent woman now
Got my blood pressure comin' down
Yeah! We got a deeper kinda love
Eager to keep her, the heartbroken times are up

Plenty of 808, but no more heartbreak
Music is the only thing pumping up my heart rate
Collected scars like Colombians in the drug trade
Adios, time to get up off the love train

Plenty of 808, but no more heartbreak
Music is the only thing pumping up my heart rate
Collected scars like Colombians in the drug trade
Adios, time to get up off the love train

Woo!
Yeah!
Imma just let the beat run on
Heartbreak, heart rate, drug trade
Let's get into it
Woo-ooo-ooo

(Go) Standing still is not an option
Let me see you boppin'
(Go) Standing still is not an option
Move ya body, like nobody watchin'

(Go) Standing still is not an option
Let me see you boppin'
(Go) Standing still is not an option
Move ya body, like nobody watchin'



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Mello, Marco Woldt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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