Vodka
"Yea
I'm in love again... and I don't know... she's been on my mind a lot
So I don't know, I just wanna..."
Couple things weighing on my chest heavy
Things I shouldn't have said, but I said it
I'm too caught up in this moment with you
Let's get home, I'll split you
You're the addiction, I'm the addict
Love bites like you ain't know what bit you
I see you liking his pictures
While you naked in the bed with me
I ain't talking magazines, but girl that's an issue
You're running outta tears, I'm running outta tissue
Running outta fucks to give, enough of those I lent you
How dare you fuck him? How dare you let him bend you?
Love these days ain't permanent, it's only rental
That's prolly why these days, it needs a tag
"You and I" became "We", now I want me back
It's back to "I"
They hurt you knowing it, but act like that's the last thing they'll ever try
Act like that's the last thing that's on their mind
And shit that's the last thing I'll ever buy
My last thing, we couldn't stand the test of distance
You and I, we couldn't stand the test of time
Cause you failed the test of temptations
If only you was on your period, this wouldn't happen
Residual love trickles outta me like water
And you ain't talking love, baby I know it's just the vodka
Yea, I know it's just the vodka
I know
I'm in love again... and I don't know... she's been on my mind a lot
So I don't know, I just wanna..."
Couple things weighing on my chest heavy
Things I shouldn't have said, but I said it
I'm too caught up in this moment with you
Let's get home, I'll split you
You're the addiction, I'm the addict
Love bites like you ain't know what bit you
I see you liking his pictures
While you naked in the bed with me
I ain't talking magazines, but girl that's an issue
You're running outta tears, I'm running outta tissue
Running outta fucks to give, enough of those I lent you
How dare you fuck him? How dare you let him bend you?
Love these days ain't permanent, it's only rental
That's prolly why these days, it needs a tag
"You and I" became "We", now I want me back
It's back to "I"
They hurt you knowing it, but act like that's the last thing they'll ever try
Act like that's the last thing that's on their mind
And shit that's the last thing I'll ever buy
My last thing, we couldn't stand the test of distance
You and I, we couldn't stand the test of time
Cause you failed the test of temptations
If only you was on your period, this wouldn't happen
Residual love trickles outta me like water
And you ain't talking love, baby I know it's just the vodka
Yea, I know it's just the vodka
I know
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Writer(s): Aryan Sharma
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