FEEL'S LIKE
Tears, I, tears, I, tears, I, tears, I, tears, I cried on the paper
Don't dry 'fore they make it to your side
I want you to know what it feels like
When your heart is done, I'm so tired
I hope when he reads these words, this hurt
I feel bleeds through, before the ink dries
I want you to know what it feels like
When your heart is done, I'm so tired
So I need you
You mess up, you callin' me, I accept your apology
But ain't nobody changin' in this shit, I guess I gotta leave
I guess that I gotta leave
But then you say you wanting me
And then you say you lovin' me
Baby, you're confusin' me
Feelin' like I'm Mac Miller
Drawin' circles, killin' me
This ain't how we wanna be
Look, this ain't how we
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
It feels like
It feels like
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
That's what it feels like
That's what it feels like
I can't even try and lie
You came and changed up my life
You popped up like ta-da
Colored it like tie-dye
Peace to my mata
You ain't just my partner
You ain't just my lover
Now we ain't do no hidin
And we ain't undercover
Unless you up in my bed
You stay up all in my head
Happy tears that we shed
When we fight, I feel so drained
Without you, life is so plain
Without you, life is so lame
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
It feels like
It feels like
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
That's what it feels like
That's what it feels like
Don't dry 'fore they make it to your side
I want you to know what it feels like
When your heart is done, I'm so tired
I hope when he reads these words, this hurt
I feel bleeds through, before the ink dries
I want you to know what it feels like
When your heart is done, I'm so tired
So I need you
You mess up, you callin' me, I accept your apology
But ain't nobody changin' in this shit, I guess I gotta leave
I guess that I gotta leave
But then you say you wanting me
And then you say you lovin' me
Baby, you're confusin' me
Feelin' like I'm Mac Miller
Drawin' circles, killin' me
This ain't how we wanna be
Look, this ain't how we
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
It feels like
It feels like
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
That's what it feels like
That's what it feels like
I can't even try and lie
You came and changed up my life
You popped up like ta-da
Colored it like tie-dye
Peace to my mata
You ain't just my partner
You ain't just my lover
Now we ain't do no hidin
And we ain't undercover
Unless you up in my bed
You stay up all in my head
Happy tears that we shed
When we fight, I feel so drained
Without you, life is so plain
Without you, life is so lame
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
It feels like
It feels like
We gon' break up, we gon' get back
Fucked up the plan, tore up the map
That's what it feels like
That's what it feels like
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Amantea
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