Friends (feat. Anga Mamfanya)

It's 5 o'clock in the morning,
Where you at? Where you going?
What's outside? Why you running?
Stay with me till the morning.
I've been waiting a real long time for
you, but you really really out of control.
I've been trying to fix myself with you,
that's the reason why I think you should go,
Or maybe stay,
I can be clingy but I can't be fake,
What you do to me, it drives me insane,
All of these girls always trying to take,
What you don't give me but I'm here to stay.
I'm here to stay, let's get away, let's get away.
I'm here to stay, take me away.

I feel, I've hurt
I do, I do
I feel, I've heard
I do, I do
I feel, I've hurt
I do, I do
I feel, I've heard
I do, I do

People always changing, girls don't stay the same
Why you be evolving, good pussy ain't the case,
Why you catching feelings, you're messing up the game,
We had an arrangement and I am just your friend.
You can not love me
(cause I am just your friend)
You can not call me
(cause I am just your friend)
You can not see me
(cause I am just your friend)
You cannot,
(I am just your friend)
You cannot

I use your brush to paint skylines in the horizon
Your curtains frame my canvas like a window of the city view
Light purple clouds above yellow velvet flowers disguised as bricks
There aren't enough hours in the day
The times fly us by like shooting stars
A moment too late and I forfeit a wish
Or regret a kiss
Go back in time in my mind and reminisce...
About what could be.
And what might have been had I only taken the chance
Life is funny in how it allows us to choose
I question how every decision leads me to you
Your answer is a quiet silence
We're none the wiser to the universes plans
Or demands
That illicit in us a fear of desire
Affection is a wicked thing
How it cripples inhibitions
Truth is I'm terrified by how easy it is to let my guard down
And so are you
Tell me, what are we to do
With this vulnerable mess?
Except sit on opposite ends of your bed
Toes barely touching the floor
Too many words escape their meaning
And we fall in love with debating semantics
Picking forbidden fruit from the bushes we beat around
And cast ourselves out of eden.