When It's Too Good
For a second (for a second)
I got lost in the web you were spreadin' (spreadin')
In your arms, in my bed
Damn, it's Heaven in these light blue sheets
Damn, I hate that I'm this high, low-key
But it's easy
I ain't used to the way that you see me
Guess I'm blind from the pain, but like
Damn, you make me feel not numb (not numb)
Every single time I, I
Come (come) to fuck you
Think I love (think I love) you now (now)
When it's too good, I don't know how to act
Burn the shit down, let my mouth be the match
I think it's time that I don't text you back
Throw all your shit in a black plastic bag
When it's too good, with my friends, with the jokes
Stay out all night like I don't givе a fuck
How you feel
How that feel?
Way too real, I can't deal
When it's too good (too good)
(Too good)
(Whеn it's too good)
(When it's too good)
It's a "Me" problem, not a "We" problem
I'm just head-boppin' when my demon's talkin', like (like)
"You should be the first one to dip out (dip out)
Leave his ass in love with his dick out" (out)
Come (come) to fuck you
Think I love (think I love) you now (now)
When it's too good, I don't know how to act
Burn the shit down, let my mouth be the match
I think it's time that I don't text you back
Throw all your shit in a black plastic bag
When it's too good, with my friends, with the jokes
Stay out all night like I don't give a fuck
How you feel
How that feel?
Way too real, I can't deal
When it's too good (too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
I got lost in the web you were spreadin' (spreadin')
In your arms, in my bed
Damn, it's Heaven in these light blue sheets
Damn, I hate that I'm this high, low-key
But it's easy
I ain't used to the way that you see me
Guess I'm blind from the pain, but like
Damn, you make me feel not numb (not numb)
Every single time I, I
Come (come) to fuck you
Think I love (think I love) you now (now)
When it's too good, I don't know how to act
Burn the shit down, let my mouth be the match
I think it's time that I don't text you back
Throw all your shit in a black plastic bag
When it's too good, with my friends, with the jokes
Stay out all night like I don't givе a fuck
How you feel
How that feel?
Way too real, I can't deal
When it's too good (too good)
(Too good)
(Whеn it's too good)
(When it's too good)
It's a "Me" problem, not a "We" problem
I'm just head-boppin' when my demon's talkin', like (like)
"You should be the first one to dip out (dip out)
Leave his ass in love with his dick out" (out)
Come (come) to fuck you
Think I love (think I love) you now (now)
When it's too good, I don't know how to act
Burn the shit down, let my mouth be the match
I think it's time that I don't text you back
Throw all your shit in a black plastic bag
When it's too good, with my friends, with the jokes
Stay out all night like I don't give a fuck
How you feel
How that feel?
Way too real, I can't deal
When it's too good (too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
(Too good)
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Writer(s): Jeffrey Gitelman
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