mad bag

Yeah it's Saturday
And you know I'm sitting alone
Cause I never keep anyone around
No roster
We have sex once a month
You don't gotta ask me to bounce
And I'm sure
There's better ways to handle things
That I'm missing out
I'm sure
I owe you a thousand and one apologies
Stack 'em up
Dish 'em out

I'll be your one and only
Soon as I heal
I'll write you letters
Post them in the mail
Express to you
But the problem lies with me bae
Doing everything you see bae
Got issues running deep but
We can run away and
You can show me how to believe
How to believe

Devils in the details
Wish I had a motherfucking clue
How to treat you right but
Every time I make an effort
Getting side-tracked by my
Bad habits
Lets restart
Cause you're in your mad bag
Girl, what's in your hand bag?
Some naked pictures for another man
Well it's the end of the month
Can't you wait it out before
Calling it off?
Or I'mma call your bluff
Bae

I'll be your one and only
Soon as I heal
I'll write you letters
Post them in the mail
Express to you
But the problem lies with me bae
Doing everything you see bae
Got issues running deep but
We can run away and
You can show me how to believe
How to believe

Oh, oh, oh
How to believe
Oh, oh, oh
How to believe



Credits
Writer(s): Rohan Kapur
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