So Cold

Now why will I wait on the line

Does that make sense to you?
When you showed me constantly, you don't want my attention

Look
Ay
Like

Why would I wait on the line, when I can just hang up the phone
Now why would I stand in the queue
When I can just walk through the back
Tell me you want me to stay
Showed me you want me to go
Might say everything okay
Then I pack my bags going home
Now tell me who is in the wrong
Is it wrong if I choose to move on
Cuz I tried - so hard
I held onto your hands so strong
Told you I'm never letting you go
Told you what you didn't even show
Felling like I wanted it more
Feeling you didn't want it at all

Why you so cold

Gotta let go

Why you so cold

Yeah, I gotta let go

I hate that you hating me more
I hate that I scattered your heart
Love that's easy for me
Easy for me to let go
Cuz you didn't want me to leave
You didn't want me to breathe
You took the air out of my lungs
You drew out my oxygen
Now I'm on that oxydol
And I haven't made enough dough
Now I just wanna focus on me
Look, I just wanna focus on ps
A builder I just wanna build
I don't wanna Netflix and chill
I guess it ain't meant to be
Or we ain't ready for love

So, why would I wait on the line, when I can just hang up the phone
Now, why would I stand in the queue
When I can just walk through the back
Tell me you want me to stay
Showed me you want me to go
Might say everything okay
Then I pack my bags going home

So, why you so cold

I gotta let go

Why you so cold

I gotta let go

You love to go with the flow
Wherever the wind you'd blow
But that ain't the way that I move
I like to plan out my moves
I like when write down my strategy
Open up word and excel
Study the bones and anatomy
That's how I mange my business
Wherever I go I will lead
Cuz I wouldn't move like a sheep
Why do I keep the convo so brief?
Have you heard you talk is just cheap
So you wouldn't get it from me
I wouldn't give u a speech
Whatever it will be will be
And this is a message for me

Why would I wait on the line
When I can just hang up the phone
Now, why would I stand in the queue
When I can just walk through the back
Tell me you want me to stay
Showed me you want me to go
Might say everything okay
Then I pack my bags going home

Why you so cold

I gotta let go

Why you so cold

Gotta let go



Credits
Writer(s): Aldino Efrilian, Samson Iyanuloluwa Ayodeji
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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