Blend
Maybe you could make it all make sense
How much longer can we maintain this
To settle down when it's hardly finished
It ain't hard to see through darkness is it
Come be my savior
Cause I'm halfway through the night
And I'm staring at the bottom of this bottle
Ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
You don't need to call him
Say one more time imma be on 10
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
If me open up to you was a crime would you turn me in
Used to run around with you and it made me a better man (Yeah)
Cigarette burns on your left hand
Bet he felt burned when you left him
Take his name out the picture
A man like that got nun fi do witcha
Come be my savior
Cause I'm halfway through the night
And I'm staring at the bottom of this bottle
Ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
You don't need to call him
Say one more time imma be on 10
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Into your patience by making amends
Come by it honest
You can't tell me
When you come back with him it all depends
On what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
How much longer can we maintain this
To settle down when it's hardly finished
It ain't hard to see through darkness is it
Come be my savior
Cause I'm halfway through the night
And I'm staring at the bottom of this bottle
Ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
You don't need to call him
Say one more time imma be on 10
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
If me open up to you was a crime would you turn me in
Used to run around with you and it made me a better man (Yeah)
Cigarette burns on your left hand
Bet he felt burned when you left him
Take his name out the picture
A man like that got nun fi do witcha
Come be my savior
Cause I'm halfway through the night
And I'm staring at the bottom of this bottle
Ain't worried 'bout tomorrow
You don't need to call him
Say one more time imma be on 10
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Into your patience by making amends
Come by it honest
You can't tell me
When you come back with him it all depends
On what's gonna make us blend
Make us blend
We'll mix until we're sober
My love is pouring over
Recipe for disaster all depends on what's gonna make us blend
Credits
Writer(s): Austin Riddle
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