Boomerang Love

You said I'm too distant
While these dudes wishing
To get you I'm slipping
Aries men are so arrogant
So you knew I'd listen

To the mention of his Louis fits
Gucci shoes he slips in
Ooh he's dripping
While i've got these pocket full
Of fools ambitions

Truthfully who could complete
With who we used to be?
Alas when we talk about the past it's a eulogy

She said no need to keep debating
If I'm only appreciated
When I'm leaving save it
If you forgot what you have
Then he can take it

You keep playing them games
Like where the thugs at?
Girl you could stay with them lames
I ain't gone rush back
Think you're going a way
But you just run laps
Trust that
Boomerang love, you always come back

You keep playing them games
Like where the thugs at?
Girl you could stay with them lames
I ain't gone rush back
Think you're going a way
But you just run laps
Trust that
Boomerang love, you always come back
I'm tired of this fighting shit
Every night, this time I quit
Trying to decipher hints
Typos change your name to psycho mitch
Idle friends, love to give a spin
Through a spiteful lends
Every time i think we're doing fine
They get you hyped again

Rewind I remember she was trying to climb
Inside of my dm's
At times we were like Bonnie and Clyde
Inside life of sin
Who knew what kind of heights we'd hid
Could've been my wifey then
But when you're a ride or die
A fire fight's the likely end

The next day you're replaced
But where the love at?
It's anywhere that you stay
And she can't touch that
Think I'm going a way
But I just run laps
Trust that
Boomerang love, I always come back

Next day you're replaced
But where the love at?
It's any place that you stay
And she can't touch that
Think I'm going a way
But I just run laps
Trust that
Boomerang love, I always come back

There's two sides of every story
Three when you actually listen
The gravity of each action
Just seems add to the friction
When we clash each word converts
Passion into classes of physics
Instead of Machiavellian tactics
We should ask for forgiveness

Trying to win an argument
Just means that we both lose
What if instead of my ego
I chose you?
So I've got a proposition
Let's stop and listen
And look for understanding
Instead of more competition

You keep playing them games
Like where the thugs at?
Girl you could stay with them lames
I ain't gone rush back
Think you're going a way
But you just run laps
Trust that
Boomerang love, we always come back

The next day you're replaced
But where the love at?
It's anywhere that you stay
And she can't touch that
Think I'm going a way
But I just run laps



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Lockard
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