No Sense
Time go back
Brain no fry
All of them crossed lines
Maybe I was outta my mind
Maybe it was all your style
Maybe I was gettin' too cold
Maybe we were ready to go
Tossin' and turnin'
And I'd rather be wrong say you're right
And I got this something
Say you can't function
On your way home
As a precaution
'Cause we're both done bad stuff
Even if that sucks
Only want you, got me online
Got me on passion
Yeah-yeah
You know you're lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense
How you lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
Time go back
Brain no fry
All of them crossed lines
Maybe I was outta my mind
Maybe it was all your style
Maybe I was gettin' too cold
Maybe we were ready to go
Tossin' and turnin'
And I'd rather be wrong say you're right
And I got this something
Say you can't function
On your way home
As a precaution
'Cause we're both done bad stuff
Even if that sucks
Only want you, got me online
Got me on passion
Yeah-yeah
You know you're lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense
How you lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense (no sense)
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense (no sense, yeah)
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense
Brain no fry
All of them crossed lines
Maybe I was outta my mind
Maybe it was all your style
Maybe I was gettin' too cold
Maybe we were ready to go
Tossin' and turnin'
And I'd rather be wrong say you're right
And I got this something
Say you can't function
On your way home
As a precaution
'Cause we're both done bad stuff
Even if that sucks
Only want you, got me online
Got me on passion
Yeah-yeah
You know you're lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense
How you lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
Time go back
Brain no fry
All of them crossed lines
Maybe I was outta my mind
Maybe it was all your style
Maybe I was gettin' too cold
Maybe we were ready to go
Tossin' and turnin'
And I'd rather be wrong say you're right
And I got this something
Say you can't function
On your way home
As a precaution
'Cause we're both done bad stuff
Even if that sucks
Only want you, got me online
Got me on passion
Yeah-yeah
You know you're lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense
How you lucky ya
You know you love me ya
But you don't trust me ya
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense (no sense)
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense (no sense, yeah)
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense, no sense, no sense
It don't make no sense
Credits
Writer(s): Julimar Neponuceno Santos Oliveira, Tobias Erik Bengt Giorgio Karlsson, Carl-fredrik Arthur Bjorsell
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