Hey Delilah
I'm tired of trying
Tired of crying, tired of the lying
The confining hold I feel with you, with us
This us isn't us
Whats happened to the love, the lust, the trust is broken
Gone
Like the final breath at the end of a sweet song
Tension, hate feeling crazed has now filled the space
Where once was a taste of a sweet life together
I gotta go
But I still see her whenever I open and lock up my phone
Her pictures saved and I need some answers that I'll never know
Like how did we get right here I wasn't too aware
You weren't happy But that ship has sailed and this SOS you need to save me
I lost it all and you were the one that was keeping me sane, please
Isn't it crazy
You don't know what you got till it's gone, but this is painful
If it's a dream I can't wake up
Hey Delilah
What's it like in New York City
I can't call you on your phone cause your man might throw a fitty
I can't find her
I was running to the digits she was running out of love
And I couldn't make her miss me
I need something real again
I need something, need something real again
I just want to feel again
A young nigga just want to feel again
I'm going crazy I'm feeling the buzz I'm leveling up
Made some mistakes but I never look back I always lookup
Made some mistakes but I never look back
Can't change the past I'm stuck on the money
You said the reasons that we'd never last are all the same reasons
I think that you love me
You got a nigga I know
That's why I can't do the most
I had it and lost it
Now I'm just stuck on the phone
Thinking how all this went wrong ahh yeah
I went after all my dreams all you wanted was some love
Now I'm singing R&B cause I'm down on my luck
I hope you still think of me I just hope I'm not lost
I hope we meet up again hey Delilah, hey Delilah
Hey Delilah
What's it like in New York City
I can't call you on your phone cause your man might throw a fitty
I can't find her
I was running to the digits she was running out of love
And I couldn't make her miss me
I couldn't make her miss me (I'm tired of trying)
I couldn't make her miss me (This us isn't us)
Hey Delilah (The trust is broken)
I couldn't make her
Tired of crying, tired of the lying
The confining hold I feel with you, with us
This us isn't us
Whats happened to the love, the lust, the trust is broken
Gone
Like the final breath at the end of a sweet song
Tension, hate feeling crazed has now filled the space
Where once was a taste of a sweet life together
I gotta go
But I still see her whenever I open and lock up my phone
Her pictures saved and I need some answers that I'll never know
Like how did we get right here I wasn't too aware
You weren't happy But that ship has sailed and this SOS you need to save me
I lost it all and you were the one that was keeping me sane, please
Isn't it crazy
You don't know what you got till it's gone, but this is painful
If it's a dream I can't wake up
Hey Delilah
What's it like in New York City
I can't call you on your phone cause your man might throw a fitty
I can't find her
I was running to the digits she was running out of love
And I couldn't make her miss me
I need something real again
I need something, need something real again
I just want to feel again
A young nigga just want to feel again
I'm going crazy I'm feeling the buzz I'm leveling up
Made some mistakes but I never look back I always lookup
Made some mistakes but I never look back
Can't change the past I'm stuck on the money
You said the reasons that we'd never last are all the same reasons
I think that you love me
You got a nigga I know
That's why I can't do the most
I had it and lost it
Now I'm just stuck on the phone
Thinking how all this went wrong ahh yeah
I went after all my dreams all you wanted was some love
Now I'm singing R&B cause I'm down on my luck
I hope you still think of me I just hope I'm not lost
I hope we meet up again hey Delilah, hey Delilah
Hey Delilah
What's it like in New York City
I can't call you on your phone cause your man might throw a fitty
I can't find her
I was running to the digits she was running out of love
And I couldn't make her miss me
I couldn't make her miss me (I'm tired of trying)
I couldn't make her miss me (This us isn't us)
Hey Delilah (The trust is broken)
I couldn't make her
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Writer(s): Artravius Bailey
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