Oh What a Thing
I was, like, fine before I decided to like you
I'm not even sure I like you,
I just wanted somebody to write to
I was just trying to make you feel better
But I don't think you're gonna be getting this letter
I would have loved to have said 'Thanks for your time.',
But it looks like it's gonna be like 'Thanks for the ride.'
I've decided to officially suspend my fascination cause you see, had me feeling a little... blegh
You used to make me wanna go bust a piece,
I used to think about you when I brushed my teeth
But then I wasn't too sure if it was the attention or me you were digging, you know?
Eventually something triggered
I'm trying
To let go
Of maybe
But maybe's just so
Very interesting
Oh, what a thing
I stumbled upon this impossible to get with lady
Then i found myself struggling to let go of maybe
Fuck maybe, I need some shit that I can hold in my hand
Wanna be feeling that big feeling that's like older than man
It's funny when the same thing happens over and over again
But I never even written bout this stuff before
This super fine specimen that walked through the door
My memory banks went blank, and I was like "Hey, how ya doin?"
And she was like, "Cool."
While I start thinking about stepping to the exception to the rule
And I subconsciously started using the deception as a tool
To confuse myself
So I could lose myself
I'm trying
To let go
Of maybe
But maybe's just so
Very interesting
Oh, what a thing
"Nah, it's really stupid..."
Hmm?
Well, whatcha gonna do, kid?
I was splashing her with all my special stuff,
But then this strange, little voice in my head was like "Hey, that's enough;
Let me brighten your day,
Like I just opened the curtains
Stay on point cause there's no way of knowing for certain
When another cloud's gonna wrap itself around your head like a turban
And have you fealing all kakka
Keep it real, motherfucker
Listen, kid, don't you ever come off all obvious and shit
When you know now what your decision is
Use that high-tech precision that I hit you with
What's gonna happen next, come on, invision it
I'm not even sure I like you,
I just wanted somebody to write to
I was just trying to make you feel better
But I don't think you're gonna be getting this letter
I would have loved to have said 'Thanks for your time.',
But it looks like it's gonna be like 'Thanks for the ride.'
I've decided to officially suspend my fascination cause you see, had me feeling a little... blegh
You used to make me wanna go bust a piece,
I used to think about you when I brushed my teeth
But then I wasn't too sure if it was the attention or me you were digging, you know?
Eventually something triggered
I'm trying
To let go
Of maybe
But maybe's just so
Very interesting
Oh, what a thing
I stumbled upon this impossible to get with lady
Then i found myself struggling to let go of maybe
Fuck maybe, I need some shit that I can hold in my hand
Wanna be feeling that big feeling that's like older than man
It's funny when the same thing happens over and over again
But I never even written bout this stuff before
This super fine specimen that walked through the door
My memory banks went blank, and I was like "Hey, how ya doin?"
And she was like, "Cool."
While I start thinking about stepping to the exception to the rule
And I subconsciously started using the deception as a tool
To confuse myself
So I could lose myself
I'm trying
To let go
Of maybe
But maybe's just so
Very interesting
Oh, what a thing
"Nah, it's really stupid..."
Hmm?
Well, whatcha gonna do, kid?
I was splashing her with all my special stuff,
But then this strange, little voice in my head was like "Hey, that's enough;
Let me brighten your day,
Like I just opened the curtains
Stay on point cause there's no way of knowing for certain
When another cloud's gonna wrap itself around your head like a turban
And have you fealing all kakka
Keep it real, motherfucker
Listen, kid, don't you ever come off all obvious and shit
When you know now what your decision is
Use that high-tech precision that I hit you with
What's gonna happen next, come on, invision it
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Writer(s): Watkin Tudor Jones
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