cynical
I've been a mess, I've been distressed
Can't say I'd do with somebody else (no, no)
Kiss on the neck, yeah, fake to impress
I've been just trying to let it go (let go)
Too much commotion
Fighting and floating
Maybe I'm too far gone
But you, stuck with emotion
I hope you know what I've been sayin'
'Cause there's way too much to us
But maybe I got it all so wrong
And did I do too much?
I want to know
Would I still regret it?
Picking up my phone (phone)
Talking's just so difficult, I'm cynical
But, you, you wouldn't ever get it (get it)
I've been on my own (I've been on my own)
This love ain't so typical, it's criminal, baby (how would you know?)
All this love language gonna tick me off, baby
I'd get it when you piss me off, baby (oh, yeah)
Why tell me all the time we've spent is dead?
I guess it's just petty when you talk about our problems
Never getting really frustrated, you surprise me (yeah)
I just wanna talk about our conscious
But I guess you just won't let it go (yeah)
I said there's way too much to us (yeah)
But maybe I got it all so wrong (and I got it all so wrong)
And did I do too much?
I want to know
Would I still regret it?
Picking up my phone (phone)
Talking's just so difficult, I'm cynical, but
You, you wouldn't ever get it (get it)
I've been on my own (I've been on my own)
This love ain't so typical, it's criminal, baby (how would you know?)
Can't say I'd do with somebody else (no, no)
Kiss on the neck, yeah, fake to impress
I've been just trying to let it go (let go)
Too much commotion
Fighting and floating
Maybe I'm too far gone
But you, stuck with emotion
I hope you know what I've been sayin'
'Cause there's way too much to us
But maybe I got it all so wrong
And did I do too much?
I want to know
Would I still regret it?
Picking up my phone (phone)
Talking's just so difficult, I'm cynical
But, you, you wouldn't ever get it (get it)
I've been on my own (I've been on my own)
This love ain't so typical, it's criminal, baby (how would you know?)
All this love language gonna tick me off, baby
I'd get it when you piss me off, baby (oh, yeah)
Why tell me all the time we've spent is dead?
I guess it's just petty when you talk about our problems
Never getting really frustrated, you surprise me (yeah)
I just wanna talk about our conscious
But I guess you just won't let it go (yeah)
I said there's way too much to us (yeah)
But maybe I got it all so wrong (and I got it all so wrong)
And did I do too much?
I want to know
Would I still regret it?
Picking up my phone (phone)
Talking's just so difficult, I'm cynical, but
You, you wouldn't ever get it (get it)
I've been on my own (I've been on my own)
This love ain't so typical, it's criminal, baby (how would you know?)
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Writer(s): Stephen Carlier
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