Dylan Hale - Favorite Song, Pt. 1 Lyrics

This could be our favorite song
I just wish we could get along
Cause I don't mind
And you don't mind
I can feel it coming back again
This could be our favorite song

She don't suck my dick
Like she used to
She don't know what's good
But baby you do
And my hearts in my feelings
And my heads in the ceiling
And my stomach is turning inside out
Yeah
While my eyes are making puddles
And my knees are on the ground
My mouth is talking circles
And my face is making frowns
And nobody could tell me
How I feel right now
Cause you don't know
Yeah

This could be our favorite song
I just wish we could get along
Cause I don't mind
And you don't mind
I can feel it coming back again
This could be our favorite song

Wifed up lifed up
Next bitch piped down
Hard to give a f*ck
Focus on my life now
I've been through everything
Cant tell you nothing baby

I caught you lying
On your cellular phone
You told her that
Her daddy ain't home

I caught you lying
On your cellular phone
You told her that
Her daddy ain't home