Fake Love
Mm-hmm
Ooh, ooh-whoa
Oh-oh
Ooh-whoa-oh-oh-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh, oh, oh
How many times do I gotta lose out
Gotta look past the lie?
Girl, you testing the waters
It's giving bothered
Everybody knows
Count how many ways you got away this time (time)
You're running out of luck (luck)
And I really don't give a fuck 'cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (Oh-oh, oh-whoa)
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (There will not be an us)
Count how many ways to got away this time
You're running outta luck (of luck)
And I rеally don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Causе you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl?
Hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, wait a minute
Why you keep on tripping? Why you keep on tripping?
You are not my missus
This ain't no competition, why you keep on dissing?
'Bout the same ole shit you can't keep up, we way too old
I can't give you what you want no more
Count how many ways you got away this time
You're running outta luck
And I really don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (Yeah)
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (There will not be an us)
Ooh, ooh-whoa
Oh-oh
Ooh-whoa-oh-oh-oh
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh, oh, oh
How many times do I gotta lose out
Gotta look past the lie?
Girl, you testing the waters
It's giving bothered
Everybody knows
Count how many ways you got away this time (time)
You're running out of luck (luck)
And I really don't give a fuck 'cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (Oh-oh, oh-whoa)
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (There will not be an us)
Count how many ways to got away this time
You're running outta luck (of luck)
And I rеally don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Causе you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl?
Hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, wait a minute
Why you keep on tripping? Why you keep on tripping?
You are not my missus
This ain't no competition, why you keep on dissing?
'Bout the same ole shit you can't keep up, we way too old
I can't give you what you want no more
Count how many ways you got away this time
You're running outta luck
And I really don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm over it tonight
It's alright
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (Yeah)
'Cause you had my heart in your hands
So I'll never understand
Fake love, where to begin, girl? (There will not be an us)
Credits
Writer(s): Todd Moore, Laria Marie Mccormick
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