After You
I'm so jaded, hard to explain it
I skipped Sunday just to hate Monday
I hit you up just to say
"Hey, who gets to love me after you?"
In electric shock 'cause I've been unplugged
Now your heart's tied up with some other mug
I hit you up just to say
"Hey, who gets to love me after you?"
Baby, here's a chance to start again
Hey now, raise a glass to the end
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
We can't sleep, bad dreams in our bed
But this could be a beautiful death
You hit me up just to say
"Hey, who's gonna love me after you?"
You used to feel like we were tied to a cannonball
I was drowning in a room that was far too small
Only thing that keeps myself from tearing me in two
Who's gonna love me after you?
Baby, here's a chance to start again
Hey now, raise a glass to the end
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
I know what you did last summer, way back when
In the arms of another, with jet black hair
Now the only thing that's left to be said
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
I skipped Sunday just to hate Monday
I hit you up just to say
"Hey, who gets to love me after you?"
In electric shock 'cause I've been unplugged
Now your heart's tied up with some other mug
I hit you up just to say
"Hey, who gets to love me after you?"
Baby, here's a chance to start again
Hey now, raise a glass to the end
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
We can't sleep, bad dreams in our bed
But this could be a beautiful death
You hit me up just to say
"Hey, who's gonna love me after you?"
You used to feel like we were tied to a cannonball
I was drowning in a room that was far too small
Only thing that keeps myself from tearing me in two
Who's gonna love me after you?
Baby, here's a chance to start again
Hey now, raise a glass to the end
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
I know what you did last summer, way back when
In the arms of another, with jet black hair
Now the only thing that's left to be said
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me after you?
Who gets to love me?
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Peter Quartermain, Edwin White, Jayden William Paul
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