Arcade
You say men are trash
But you're mistaking, mistaking
(These men are prototypes)
You see guys who lie to their own makers
(They lie)
Girl if they lie to their moms
What makes you think they won't lie to you?
Don't compare me with no one
Who can't see what I see in you
You really got me going
I'm angry and it's showing
It goes on and on and on
Instead of being mistreated
I should be receiving all your love and love and love
I'm fed up, look I'm not playing
With your heart, but I'm still paying
For some other losers games
This ain't no damn arcade
You go through my phone, investigating
(Gating)
But you'll find nothing there
I'm not one of those guys, no
Girl if they lie to their moms
(Moms)
What makes you think they won't lie to you?
(Lie to you)
Don't compare me with no one
(No, baby)
Who can't see what I see in you
You really got me going
I'm angry and it's showing
It goes on and on and on
Instead of being mistreated
(Hey)
I should be receiving all your love and love and love
(Baby)
I'm fed up, look I'm not playing
(I'm not playing)
With your heart, but I'm still paying
(Paying)
For some other losers games
This ain't no damn arcade
But you're mistaking, mistaking
(These men are prototypes)
You see guys who lie to their own makers
(They lie)
Girl if they lie to their moms
What makes you think they won't lie to you?
Don't compare me with no one
Who can't see what I see in you
You really got me going
I'm angry and it's showing
It goes on and on and on
Instead of being mistreated
I should be receiving all your love and love and love
I'm fed up, look I'm not playing
With your heart, but I'm still paying
For some other losers games
This ain't no damn arcade
You go through my phone, investigating
(Gating)
But you'll find nothing there
I'm not one of those guys, no
Girl if they lie to their moms
(Moms)
What makes you think they won't lie to you?
(Lie to you)
Don't compare me with no one
(No, baby)
Who can't see what I see in you
You really got me going
I'm angry and it's showing
It goes on and on and on
Instead of being mistreated
(Hey)
I should be receiving all your love and love and love
(Baby)
I'm fed up, look I'm not playing
(I'm not playing)
With your heart, but I'm still paying
(Paying)
For some other losers games
This ain't no damn arcade
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Marjaei, Gabriel Alfaro Silva
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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