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Then all these photos here
Wouldn't wish you well
If it wasn't that sincere
'Cause I don't think this gonna
Help if I go steer
I'm still tongue-tied on my own
But you don't like letting me go
Nah, you don't like letting me

Nothing gonna help the way shit went, babe
If I cut you off, then who's left wrecked? 'Cause
With all of your fingers 'round my neck
That should be the kink that I know best

Just another thot in bed
The rest to make sense
But I caught on feelings, throwing me off
Tell me another night in the bed
That I ain't yours again
'Cause you love it when I'm turning you on

Baby, it's the last time that you leave
Baby, if one message, mine goes green

Then all these photos here
Wouldn't wish you well
If it wasn't that sincere
'Cause I don't think this gonna
Help if I go steer
I'm still tongue-tied on my own
But you don't like letting me go
Nah, you don't like letting me

Baby, don't know what to say
I'll be down your halls
Like I'm gonna buy the place
Baby, all the strings
Tugging when you walk away
I wouldn't give in
But I'm all for being saved

Send me running on a chase
Loving on the Smiths like we living on the train
Baby, if you could, then this morning wouldn't blame
But you gotta kill some shit, make for better flame

And baby, I know
A couple of messages going green
Baby, one night is all that I need
And baby, I hope
That when those nerves leave us and we speak
You won't act like an enemy
And say shit that gets me when we meet
So baby, I hope

All these photos here
Wouldn't wish you well
If it wasn't that sincere
'Cause I don't think this gonna
Help if I go steer
I'm still tongue-tied on my own
But you don't like letting me go
Nah, you don't like letting me



Credits
Writer(s): Nestor Cubas
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