It Is What It Is

(Is he okay? Like, is he actually okay?)
(No, no, no, Rachel)

Well, it was nice to see you again
I know you won't text or anything, I know what you're like
Hot and cold, hit-and-miss, up and down
And a bit of a prick, really
I could argue about your lies
Oh, actually, you're kinda not my type
But you are taking a piss
Why did you kiss me, then call me
Then say that you miss me, then you talk about chemistry?

What the fuck does that mean?
Honestly, like, what the fuck?
Your friends told me you like me
And I like you, but not like that
Well, maybe I do
It's really up to you, like
Seriously, that's on you, bro
And maybe you're the problem, actually

'Cause you don't know whether you're in or you're out (hm)
You should've told me you had doubts about it
All that shit that came out of your mouth (hm)
It is what it is, what it is, is a problem (and)

(No, no, no, leave the damn boy alone)
(And, and)

And you're gonna act like it's not a problem
And that is the problem
Yeah, you're cool with this, but this is not cool with me
It's confusing

Mad confusing
We've got a lot of risky texts, and you've asked me if I left my ex
Well, yes, it was complex, how's you and your ex?
Hm, nah, I'm just taking a piss, I've got nothing to do with it
But, maybe I did

And what if I called you and asked you to kiss me?
Then text you and asked if you miss me?
And aired you after you'd seen me?
Then spoke about compatibility?
Yeah, you're just confusing as fuck
And I wish I never tried my luck

Don't know whether you're in or you're out (hm)
You should've told me you had doubts about it
All that shit that came out of your mouth (hm)
It is what it is, what it is, is a problem

Don't know whether you're in or you're out (hm)
You should've told me you had doubts about it
All that shit that came out of your mouth (hm)
It is what it is, what it is, is a problem (and)

It is what it is, oh-oh
It is what it is, oh-oh
(It is what it is, what it is, is a problem)
It is what it is, oh-oh
(It's a problem, darling)

Look, just like, let me know what he says
But I would not have that
And just, but just know you are a lot better than that
And he does not fucking deserve you
And he never did deserve you
(Rachel) I'm mad



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Writer(s): Rachel Chinouriri, Leroy Clampitt
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