paroles de chanson 2 L8 - Foushee

Ooh, na, ah, ayy, yeah

′Cause it's too late, baby, now it′s too late
But we really did try to make it
Somethin' inside has died and I can't hide and I just can′t fake it
Yeah, hide and I just can′t fake it

Bet you're well-rested
How gon′ hide depression?
Doing nothin' tells somethin′
Can you not fuck up one thing?
You know I'm callin′
You're pickin' a fight I′m stallin′
Saw you didn't reach out this mornin′
Can you not fuck up one thing?
Hey, ayy, you were too busy for us, us
Hey, you roll too spicy for my lungs

'Cause it′s too late, baby, now it's too late
But we really did try to make it
Somethin′ inside has died and I can't hide and I just can't fake it
Yeah, hide and I just can′t fake it

Under him, once again, overthinkin′ things
Love him, but a real nigga never leave you wonderin'
Quarantine, we spent the summers in
Some candy, some Xans, those placebos
Darlin′, is that a knife colored on your vans?
You cut me open, cut me deep, you got my lung in hand
And for my sanity, I'll never fall in love again
I changed your name to "Don′t pick up the fuckin' phone again"

′Cause it's too late, baby, now it's too late
But we really did try to make it
′Cause it′s too late, baby, now it's too late
But we really did try to make it
′Cause it's too late, baby, now it′s too late
But we really did try to make it
Somethin' inside has died and I can′t hide and I just can't fake it
Yeah, hide and I just can't fake it

Ooh, ooh, ooh
On everything, I know
On everything, I know