High Tops

You think you're bulletproof
But I can see right through your pretty things
And how you choose
You try to take me home
Just so that you don't have to feel alone
In your heart

I don't want to hear your reason
I'm giving you time
Look at all those seasons that have passed us by
Why you buy me rings? I, I turn shy
I forgot my baby Jesus

Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings
Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings

And I just wanna dance
But you keep buying me these pretty things
To make me elegant
But there's no black and white
I just don't think that I'm the one for you
Tell me in my brain

You're tryna take me out to dinner
You say I'm a sin, I think I am a sinner
You're tryna send me down the river
You say I'm a taker, I think I am a giver

Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings
Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings

I don't wanna hear your reasons
I'm giving you time
Look at all those seasons that have passed us by
Why you buy me rings? I, I turn shy
I forgot my baby Jesus

Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings
Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings

Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings
Baby, put your high tops on, all I need
Lace 'em up, don't need no diamond rings



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Markwell, Elliott Hammond, Nikkita Wright
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