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When I'm talking to you, I don't know what to say
He struggles with real intimacy "I don't know what to say", yet feels more open with strangers- hinting at emotional avoidance or a fear of being vulnerable with someone who actually matters.
But I can call up a stranger and talk my whole life away
Milwaukee margaritas
I didn't know that was a thing
He swings between emotional extremes- either wanting comfort carry me home or deep commitment marry me now.
Carry me home or marry me now
I promise you everything
Chanel in every city
Sitting pretty, talking dirty, whoa, whoa
He critiques the gap between how she presents herself (Bible scriptures) and how she lives.
Filthy mouth, filthy lips but my teeth pearly (oh, I know)
Bible scriptures on your left thigh
Verses you don't really live by
All she do is work, f*ck, Uber Eats, and get high
Never will I fly you coach, babe
Never will I fly you coach, baby
Spend your summers on a boat, baby
Bringing us back to his need for reassurance, possession, and emotional clarity.
I'm a vocal coach for your throat, babe, mmh
My ears are sensitive
Tell me that it's mine, oh
All I hear is, "Yes, it is"
All I hear is, "Yes, it, yes, it is"
My ears are sensitive
Tell me that it's mine, oh
All I hear is, "Yes, it is"
All I hear is, "Yes, it, yes, it is"
My ears are sensitive
So when I ask you, "Is it mine?"
All you ever say is, "Yes, it is"
Expensive designer shoes
In Rene Caovilla, walking 'cross a tightrope
Bruises on her heart from jumping off boats
Gone for the weekend, yeah, that was the plan at first
(Plan at first)
Left on the 1st and it's already the 31st, yeah
He admires her spirit, but also admits he has no control over her.
Young, wild and free, I can't blame her
Young, wild and pretty in Miami, I can't tame her
She a Virgo, so I can't explain her
Just tell me, "Yes, it is"
All I hear is, "Yes, it is"
All I hear is, "Yes, it, yes, it is"
My ears are sensitive
Tell me that it's mine, oh
All I hear is, "Yes, it is"
All I hear is, "Yes, it, yes, it is"
My ears are sensitive
So when I ask you, "Is it mine?"
All you ever say is, "Yes, it is"
My ears are sensitive
When I ask you, "Is it mine?"
Ask you, "Is it mine?" Just say, "Yes, it is"
Yes, it is
Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?
Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?
Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?
Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? (Come get it)
Yes, it is
Yes, it is
Aw, yes, it is
Yes, it is
