Something About Love
(Look, haha)
Here we go again
Let me have you for the night then we back to friends
Growin' up my money tight, now I want a Benz
Talk to God every night all about my dreams
Yeah, yeah
Really start to think when I'm off the Hennessy
Went from true love straight to public enemies
Momma said don't let a hoe affect you
It still cuts deep but I'm glad I met you
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
It'll never be the same
Tell me that you love me but deep down I know it's fake
You're the last thing on my mind until nights start to get late
And I hate that it's come to this but I am too afraid
Of love
Tell me that I lose control too much
Tell me that it's all in my head, I'm all in my head
I'm still traumatized from your touch
You made me think that I'll never find true love
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
Oh, woah, woah
Woah
Oh, woah, woah
Oh, woah, woah
Woah
Oh, woah, woah
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
Here we go again
Let me have you for the night then we back to friends
Growin' up my money tight, now I want a Benz
Talk to God every night all about my dreams
Yeah, yeah
Really start to think when I'm off the Hennessy
Went from true love straight to public enemies
Momma said don't let a hoe affect you
It still cuts deep but I'm glad I met you
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
It'll never be the same
Tell me that you love me but deep down I know it's fake
You're the last thing on my mind until nights start to get late
And I hate that it's come to this but I am too afraid
Of love
Tell me that I lose control too much
Tell me that it's all in my head, I'm all in my head
I'm still traumatized from your touch
You made me think that I'll never find true love
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
Oh, woah, woah
Woah
Oh, woah, woah
Oh, woah, woah
Woah
Oh, woah, woah
I don't like being alone, being alone
Clouds are getting easy to blow, easy to blow
Something about love, there's something about love
Credits
Writer(s): Clint Martens
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