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T. Mills

Just Like Us, This Song Doesn't Have A Title

 

Just Like Us, This Song Doesn't Have A Title


You know we started off fucking'
Oh yeah we started off fucking'
Started off fucking'
It finally turned into something
Now something turned into nothing
You heart is still broken
You kicked me out but said
That the door's always open
I feel like nothing can solve it
Feel like nothing can fix it
You know I would if I could
But you still won't tell me was is it
And you think I got bitches
Ok, you know I got bitches
But baby you know
What you signed up for
And that's just what this is
Oh yeah I know you hate distance
And everything that comes with it
That's why the weeds always burning
I miss you more when it isn't
I miss you more when I'm sitting
I miss you more when I'm thinking
I miss you more when I'm smoking
I miss you more when I'm drinking
I miss you more when I'm with it
I miss you more when I'm flying
I miss you more when I'm living
I miss you more when I'm dying
I miss you more... yeah

This is my apology
Ohhh I'm sorry babe
For fucking with your psychology
No no I'm sorry babe
This is my apology
You've got to know I'm sorry baby
For fucking with your psychology
Believe me that I'm sorry baby

Time after time
I swear that you're still on my mind
You see all these girls on the side
If I being honest they're fine
But they just can't do it like you do
I swear you must do voodoo
'Cause everything that I'm hurting
Something pulls me back to you
And I've tried to explain it
But is the same conversation
I say I'm working hard baby
You say you don't, see me changing
Left me with no other opinions
I just don't know what you're wanting
Told you say what you mean
But now you're just mean
When we're talking
And even if we're not talking
You know I'm wishing we were
I still think about you
Even when I be with her
I'm sorry... yeah

This is my apology
Ohhh I'm sorry babe
For fucking with your psychology
No no I'm sorry babe
This is my apology
You've got to know I'm sorry baby
For fucking with your psychology
Believe me that I'm sorry baby

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?