Both Sides Of A Smile
And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet?
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We're all just, like, looking for a happy ending somewhere
Hey, it's okay (it's okay)
I don't care if no one knows my name
Pain, it's all the same (all the same)
Even if you think it's all in vain
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a lie
We'll be there, you and I
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
Yeah
You keep the bread all to yourself and you get mold from it
You give a good girl a rose and you get gold from it
Have a child with a rat and you'll get a mouse from it
You give a woman a brick and you'll get a house from it
The first time splittin' up always the hardest thing
Love's a film and I'm just flickin' through the parts I'm in
I told her, "I don't wanna argue in this car I'm in"
And that's when she hit me with a
"Well, I don't get why you would tell me you want me to be your wifey
When you wanna be Romeo, have me here for the rodeo
I don't believe you when you gas me up and hype me
'Cause you're lusting and these women you're fucking look nothing like me, David
You find asylum in the countries that you fly me
And carry all of your guilt in designers bags that you buy me, David
I ain't askin' you to be someone you wasn't"
I just wanna fuck with the person I fell in love with, but uh
Petite waist, sweet face, I'll find another man
You must have forgotten who the fuck I am
There's plenty niggas waitin' for chances
Ask me if I'm taken, I say, "Taken for granted"
But you know this already
'Cause we've spoken already
Want me to wait 'cause you ain't ready
Now we're both in our 20s
I'd date a man before I wait for a man, this ends here
'Cause I'll be damned if I give a fucking loser my best years
Got my own car, own money and my own body
If I show body, this for me, this ain't for nobody
I'ma change the lock on the door, think I'm a homebody?
You won't have a house to fucking live in
'Cause you taught me you don't listen
There's a difference in mistakes and in decisions, David
The first time was the worst time
It didn't hurt like the second or the third time
She put her life on pause
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a lie
We'll be there, you and I
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah
I just came to the area I grew up in
They can't even see the car but from the engine, they know it's me
From no fixed abode to the coast of Greece
I'm most at home in the places I ain't supposed to be
I grew up seeing mommy count pennies
Tryna buy a train ticket, but forget sayin' "Woe is me"
Now I'm in L.A. with the open sea
They both feel like things I wasn't supposed to see
Used to be my post, we was close
Now we argue to the rhythm of a broken beat
To the beat of a broken heart
Napoleon Bonaparte meets Joan of Arc
We're both fightin' the sea, this is Noah's ark
We're lovers with a broken past, grow apart
Most things that last have the slowest start
A lotta pain and a lotta tears
The only reason that I lie, it's 'cause of what I fear
My girl knows that I'm a fan of charity
But there's some information I ain't never gonna volunteer
I wish that I could pay for my sins with a lump sum
Restore her belief in me with a trust fund
The money can't buy nothing when the love's done
I used to cheat with Americans for a living
I felt nervous every time I got a call from a plus one
It takes years to build when you love one
Two and half minutes and it's undone
Bought my girl a Birkin and she told me that these bitches can't chat to her
I'm tellin' her that they never could
You know you love her when you're doin' shit you never would
Come up off the drugs and bank scams
How the fuck you think I got the name Santan?
Run up on me and get a skin tan
Only when you're gone, they feel your impact
19, I had dreams of a wedding ring
So focused on running our race
You can ask James Blake, I ain't see the colour in anything
And then the world got darker than it's ever been
Real estate, I buss a smile
International, that's how I'm comin' now
Mortgage on the yard like 22 hundred
But the rent's got it covered by a country mile
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
(It feels like my luck's-)
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We're all just, like, looking for a happy ending somewhere
Hey, it's okay (it's okay)
I don't care if no one knows my name
Pain, it's all the same (all the same)
Even if you think it's all in vain
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a lie
We'll be there, you and I
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
Yeah
You keep the bread all to yourself and you get mold from it
You give a good girl a rose and you get gold from it
Have a child with a rat and you'll get a mouse from it
You give a woman a brick and you'll get a house from it
The first time splittin' up always the hardest thing
Love's a film and I'm just flickin' through the parts I'm in
I told her, "I don't wanna argue in this car I'm in"
And that's when she hit me with a
"Well, I don't get why you would tell me you want me to be your wifey
When you wanna be Romeo, have me here for the rodeo
I don't believe you when you gas me up and hype me
'Cause you're lusting and these women you're fucking look nothing like me, David
You find asylum in the countries that you fly me
And carry all of your guilt in designers bags that you buy me, David
I ain't askin' you to be someone you wasn't"
I just wanna fuck with the person I fell in love with, but uh
Petite waist, sweet face, I'll find another man
You must have forgotten who the fuck I am
There's plenty niggas waitin' for chances
Ask me if I'm taken, I say, "Taken for granted"
But you know this already
'Cause we've spoken already
Want me to wait 'cause you ain't ready
Now we're both in our 20s
I'd date a man before I wait for a man, this ends here
'Cause I'll be damned if I give a fucking loser my best years
Got my own car, own money and my own body
If I show body, this for me, this ain't for nobody
I'ma change the lock on the door, think I'm a homebody?
You won't have a house to fucking live in
'Cause you taught me you don't listen
There's a difference in mistakes and in decisions, David
The first time was the worst time
It didn't hurt like the second or the third time
She put her life on pause
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh-oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a lie
We'll be there, you and I
Hmm, mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Yeah
I just came to the area I grew up in
They can't even see the car but from the engine, they know it's me
From no fixed abode to the coast of Greece
I'm most at home in the places I ain't supposed to be
I grew up seeing mommy count pennies
Tryna buy a train ticket, but forget sayin' "Woe is me"
Now I'm in L.A. with the open sea
They both feel like things I wasn't supposed to see
Used to be my post, we was close
Now we argue to the rhythm of a broken beat
To the beat of a broken heart
Napoleon Bonaparte meets Joan of Arc
We're both fightin' the sea, this is Noah's ark
We're lovers with a broken past, grow apart
Most things that last have the slowest start
A lotta pain and a lotta tears
The only reason that I lie, it's 'cause of what I fear
My girl knows that I'm a fan of charity
But there's some information I ain't never gonna volunteer
I wish that I could pay for my sins with a lump sum
Restore her belief in me with a trust fund
The money can't buy nothing when the love's done
I used to cheat with Americans for a living
I felt nervous every time I got a call from a plus one
It takes years to build when you love one
Two and half minutes and it's undone
Bought my girl a Birkin and she told me that these bitches can't chat to her
I'm tellin' her that they never could
You know you love her when you're doin' shit you never would
Come up off the drugs and bank scams
How the fuck you think I got the name Santan?
Run up on me and get a skin tan
Only when you're gone, they feel your impact
19, I had dreams of a wedding ring
So focused on running our race
You can ask James Blake, I ain't see the colour in anything
And then the world got darker than it's ever been
Real estate, I buss a smile
International, that's how I'm comin' now
Mortgage on the yard like 22 hundred
But the rent's got it covered by a country mile
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
(It feels like my luck's-)
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Credits
Writer(s): James Blake Litherland, Dominic Patrick Maker, David Orobosa Omoregie, Kyle Ethan Evans
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