Liability
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作词 : A. Graham

作曲 : A. Graham

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You got with the life

You lied and a piece of me dies

Inside out I pray, so much I can't take

I'm here for the ride, your pride might be the reason why

We don't even make, here to see the days

Whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Needed you, wanted you to stay mine

Winter came, you left me on my favorite time, yeah

You down this road, you passed the street on early time

Claimed you haven't eaten in days

Drinking, you wait in champagne

You're too busy dancing in the club to our songs

Turned up on my phone, changing your whole tone

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

You're too busy dancing in the club to our songs

Turned up on my phone, changing your whole tone

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You got with the life

You lied and a piece of me dies

Inside out I pray, so much I can't take

I'm here for the ride, your pride might be the reason why

We don't even make, here to see the days

Whoa

Flying places 'cause you know to travel lonely

Judging me lately, banging the gravel on me

Friends wanna tattle on me

You put your words together like you getting points for that shit

Like your playing scrabble on me

Your momma the sweetest lady, that apple fell far from that tree

Can't you be honest about your parents, like how hard can it be

You know I showed those songs you been playing all on repeat

You found replacements for me but you know it's hard to compete

Whoa

Calling me daddy, I taught you things that a father can't teach

At the beginning, it feel like you're going harder than me

Then you stood back on me

Shit, girl, you hit the Harden on me

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, wh

作词 : A. Graham

作曲 : A. Graham

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You got with the life

You lied and a piece of me dies

Inside out I pray, so much I can't take

I'm here for the ride, your pride might be the reason why

We don't even make, here to see the days

Whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Needed you, wanted you to stay mine

Winter came, you left me on my favorite time, yeah

You down this road, you passed the street on early time

Claimed you haven't eaten in days

Drinking, you wait in champagne

You're too busy dancing in the club to our songs

Turned up on my phone, changing your whole tone

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

You're too busy dancing in the club to our songs

Turned up on my phone, changing your whole tone

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my emotions

Playing with my emotions, playing with my

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You get in my bed, you twist up my head

I'm changing for you, changing for you

You got with the life

You lied and a piece of me dies

Inside out I pray, so much I can't take

I'm here for the ride, your pride might be the reason why

We don't even make, here to see the days

Whoa

Flying places 'cause you know to travel lonely

Judging me lately, banging the gravel on me

Friends wanna tattle on me

You put your words together like you getting points for that shit

Like your playing scrabble on me

Your momma the sweetest lady, that apple fell far from that tree

Can't you be honest about your parents, like how hard can it be

You know I showed those songs you been playing all on repeat

You found replacements for me but you know it's hard to compete

Whoa

Calling me daddy, I taught you things that a father can't teach

At the beginning, it feel like you're going harder than me

Then you stood back on me

Shit, girl, you hit the Harden on me

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, wh

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