Lyrics Say Something Nice - Five & DJ.Fresh

You always tell me how lucky I am to even know you
To stop playing and commit to this the way I'm supposed to
As if it's easy to forget the shit you made me go through
You got a complex you should fix, but you gon say we both do
If that's so true why don't you just let it die, dear
So much pressure, too restless, can't catch a vibe here
Its your possessive obsessions with all of my fears
Now your micro aggressions collectively fall on shy ears
Flesh wounds and dry tears, broken bones and blood stains
Paranoia, overdoses, handcuff chains
You act so benevolent but I know you love pain
Until I talk dirty, what, I thought you liked it rough, babe
You'll learn one day that gunplay is a dangerous kink
Somebody always ends up hurt, but it won't be who you think
You made your declarations first
With crossed fingers and a wink
You get the perks, I do the work
And we lurch closer to the brink

Blue lines, white spaces, black strokes
True crime, bright stages, last hopes
Slow change, I can't wait another night
Cold game, gotta say something nice
Blue lines, white spaces, black strokes
True crime, bright stages, last hopes
Slow change, I won't wait another night
Cold game, better say something nice

I admit you have your moments where you clean up pretty well
But you're only ever glowing when you got some shit to sell
Bright colors, dark motives make it difficult to tell
Pull the picture into focus, the aesthetic goes to hell
If you felt so compelled you could fuck yourself instead
But that's really not your style because its easier done than said
Get high at the expense of someone else, take off a bit of the edge
You think you've earned it
From the smiles you've been faking to get ahead
All my heroes are dead
With no logical explanation
But playing your stupid games, hoping to win your admiration
Keep your promises of fame and your ready-made replacements
I'd rather fucking trade them for healthcare and education
You won't have that conversation without becoming despondent
And you ain't misunderstood you're just habitually dishonest
I'd leave your ass if I could and no longer be your hostage
But I can't be fucked as good as I can in your bondage

Blue lines, white spaces, black strokes
True crime, bright stages, last hopes
Slow change, I can't wait another night
Cold game, gotta say something nice
Blue lines, white spaces, black strokes
True crime, bright stages, last hopes
Slow change, I won't wait another night
Cold game, better say something nice