Drm

Doesn't really matter what you did now
Not the type to put up with a trick now
Thought I might've had some common sense
But I might've thrown it to the wind, oh

Goin' on
Going up
I could never show enough
No love
For both of us, oh
All thing things I feel in you

Was it first love
Could've been yours
Could've had me laying up on all fours
Gotta get gone
Don't wanna impose
Call me like the rain because I been poured

My heart up
I start up
I charge up the night

I'm right up, ignited
I'm gone taking flight
I'm gone taking flight
I light up the night

Not the type to trip on a trick no baby
Then you go and you drive me crazy
Tryna figure where I been
Somewhere on the beach like a siren

Like, pyscho
I don't
Wanna feel you up in my brain
I want
Your love
Even if it's gonna drive me insane

Doesn't really matter what you did now
Not the type to put up with a trick now
Thought I might've had some common sense
But I might've thrown it to the wind, oh

Goin' on
Going up
I could never show enough
No love
For both of us, oh
All thing things I feel in you

All of the buzz like a bumble bee
Somehow they never come round to confronting me
All of that's over my head but its under me
Thought you was all bout the bag but you fumbling

You said
No strings attached, so why you build a siderweb
Oh, I shoulda known it that
You'd catch me like a flyaway

Call em paparazzi they be eyeing now
Never worry bout it less it bout the c note
Steady blowing my iPhone
Would've cut it off what do I know

Like, pyscho
I don't
Wanna feel you up in my brain
I want
Your love
Even if it's gonna drive me insane

Doesn't really matter what you did now
Not the type to put up with a trick now
Thought I might've had some common sense
But I might've thrown it to the wind, oh

Goin' on
Going up
I could never show enough
No love
For both of us, oh
All thing things I feel in you



Credits
Writer(s): Naomi Simonne Summers
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