Street Side

The first five seconds of my day is wakin' up
Thinkin' of nothin' much
Then I remember what you said last night
We had another fight
We ain't even fuckin', and it's like we're a couple (I'm wrapped around you, yeah)
What's up with that?
Gotta stop puttin' up with that
You know exactly how to pull me back
I'm wrapped around you and there ain't no slack, yeah
I'm wrapped around ya

'Cause I know how to handle ya
But I don't know how to be your lover
Yeah, I'm not sure if I can be your friend, no
If I can't sleep beside ya
And, ooh, tough love, I've given it all that I got
I know how to handle ya
But don't know how to be your lover

No-oh-oh-oh
No, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
Oh, no-ho-oh-oh-oh
Na, na, na, na, na

Street side where your bike is parked up
But I won't let you drive 'cause we drank too much
But you insist on it anyway, I get angry, I walk away
You pull me back, stop lookin' at me like that
Like a broken record
Yeah, just before the last dance
Oh, what an anti-climax
Yeah, you want it all, but don't give nothin' back

'Cause I know how to handle ya
But I don't know how to be your lover
Yeah, I'm not sure if I can be your friend, no
If I can't sleep beside ya
And, ooh, tough love, I've given it all that I got
I know how to handle ya
But don't know how to be your lover

No, no, no, no, no
No, I don't know how (don't know how to be your lover)
I don't know how
I don't know how (no, I don't know how to be your lover)
Ooh, I don't know

(The first five seconds of my day)
(I'm wrapped around you)
(I'm wrapped around you, yeah)
(I'm wrapped around you)



Credits
Writer(s): Connor James, Polly Money
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