DualShock 4

Don't call me, no answer
Don't reach me, I don't matter

And I hate how I take all the blame
Stay out of my lane or get out of my face
I'm not on one, you're two faced
I'm trying, but you're not game

Yeah, back on my bullshit, but so are you
Yeah, back on my home shit like I owe you
Yeah, back on this trap shit like it's been a few
But I got a few dollars and still too many bothers to tell the truth
Fuck you if you're done with me, yeah
And no thanks if you're in love with me, uhn
I can't cope with this energy, yeah
I'm staying at home with my thoughts and a cuppa tea, uhn
I'd say I'm working on myself, but that's a damn lie
I'm thinkin' 'bout you every second in my damn mind
I wanna text you, but I can't do it this time
I know we're sorry, but this will never ever be fine
But we might, bet, no lie
Honestly though, fine, never mind

Don't call me, no answer
Don't reach me, I don't matter

And I hate how I take all the blame
Stay out of my lane or get out of my face
I'm not on one, you're two faced
I'm trying, but you're not game
And I hate how you always wanna play games
Take the DualShock 4 from my Playstaysch
We're gonna play it out or we're wasting
I'm trying, but you're not, babe

Yeah, I got all this shit in my brain that you'll never know
Yeah, I got all these fears in my heart that I'll never show
Yeah, you got all my trust, and then you just let it go
And now I'm regretting the fact that I ever was telling you, uhn
Now we're both just mad, and we're both all alone
And we're both stayin' sad, and we both want us back
And we both know we can, but we won't and we act like we motherfuckin' can't, yeah
Back on this bullshit is old news, last week we were eatin' food
Last week we were sendin' nudes, last week we were slayin' cute, ayy
It's what we do, what we do, yeah, yeah
Nothing new, just the ushe, yeah, yeah
Text me back, say I won't stay mad
I don't care, but I do, yeah, yeah

Don't call me, no answer
Don't reach me, I don't matter

And I hate how I take all the blame
Stay out of my lane or get out of my face
I'm not on one, you're two faced
I'm trying, but you're not game
And I hate how you always wanna play games
Take the DualShock 4 from my Playstaysch
We're gonna play it out or we're wasting
I'm trying, but you're not, babe

And I hate how I take all the blame
Stay out of my lane or get out of my face
I'm not on one, you're two faced
I'm trying, but you're not game
And I hate how you always wanna play games
Take the DualShock 4 from my Playstaysch
We're gonna play it out or we're wasting
I'm trying, but you're not, babe



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Taylor
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