I Ain't Even Mad
I thought my first heartbreak
Would be more romantic
I've written so many songs for you
I can't stand it
You didn't cross any lines
But it's bothering me
You're standing on the wrong side
Of the Mississippi
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh, ohh
Being depressed without you
Shouldn't feel so wrong
I hate that I still think about you
When I hear those songs
You said you couldn't stay
But you never really tried
Bitch, our first hug
Was a hug goodbye
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh, ohh
Would be more romantic
I've written so many songs for you
I can't stand it
You didn't cross any lines
But it's bothering me
You're standing on the wrong side
Of the Mississippi
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh, ohh
Being depressed without you
Shouldn't feel so wrong
I hate that I still think about you
When I hear those songs
You said you couldn't stay
But you never really tried
Bitch, our first hug
Was a hug goodbye
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
А теперь я не знаю что-то я хочу
Без тебя как я ничего не надаюсь
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
I ain't even mad, son, no
What you gotta say
It's not like you threw five years
Of dreams away
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh
Woah, ohh, ohh
Credits
Writer(s): Rihaana Stephens
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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