Often
Some give and some take
And I can be selfish with my taste
When it tastes like wine but it's poison
I'll waste way more time getting played
I put my heart on the line like I got nine lives
I keep giving 'em away
When she's a real go getter
Go get her, yeah
If I don't go get her
I'll regret it yeah
I'm shooting shots for the worse or for the better
Got a voice in my head saying
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like it's common
Talk is cheap and I just bought in
Is something wrong with me
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like they're dropping
I trade emotions like I bought 'em
Is something wrong
Something's wrong with me
Tell me is this a game
Tell me why we keep on playing
Ain't nothing wrong with chasing flames
But they'll burn out if we let em fade
When she's a real go getter
Go get her yeah
If I don't go get her
I'll regret it yeah
I'm shooting shots for the worse or for the better
Got a voice in my head saying
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like it's common
Talk is cheap and I just bought in
Is something wrong with me
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like they're dropping
I trade emotions like I bought 'em
Is something wrong
Something's wrong with me
Always wanna hit the gas
I got my ten white knuckles gripping dash
And when I work my way out of the past
She don't pay no mind to that
Always got it paid in cash
And I can be selfish with my taste
When it tastes like wine but it's poison
I'll waste way more time getting played
I put my heart on the line like I got nine lives
I keep giving 'em away
When she's a real go getter
Go get her, yeah
If I don't go get her
I'll regret it yeah
I'm shooting shots for the worse or for the better
Got a voice in my head saying
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like it's common
Talk is cheap and I just bought in
Is something wrong with me
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like they're dropping
I trade emotions like I bought 'em
Is something wrong
Something's wrong with me
Tell me is this a game
Tell me why we keep on playing
Ain't nothing wrong with chasing flames
But they'll burn out if we let em fade
When she's a real go getter
Go get her yeah
If I don't go get her
I'll regret it yeah
I'm shooting shots for the worse or for the better
Got a voice in my head saying
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like it's common
Talk is cheap and I just bought in
Is something wrong with me
I do this way too often
Catching feelings like they're dropping
I trade emotions like I bought 'em
Is something wrong
Something's wrong with me
Always wanna hit the gas
I got my ten white knuckles gripping dash
And when I work my way out of the past
She don't pay no mind to that
Always got it paid in cash
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Writer(s): Charles Mabra
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