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Kota Banks

Vice Versa

 

Vice Versa

(album: True North - 2020)


Loving you, boy, it's not fun
Was shining like the morning does
When you walked by think I should have run
So sad, my bad
Start to think that you're the one
But I show up and you don't come
It's like I'm the moon and you're the sun
Know that

Still running on London time
Jet-lagged I been up all night
Overthinking colours in your eyes
But you never think of mine
And I know I let too much slide
See who you could be if you just tried

If it was vice versa
I don't think you'd be fine letting me hurt ya
If it was vice versa
I don't think I'd be thinking it was worth ya

Loving you, boy, it's not fun
'Cause when I fell you didn't jump
Wrapped around your finger, under your thumb
Whole hand, it's my bad
I pull up, look fresh like gum
When you say nothing I feel dumb
Been a mess the past few months
I've had

These days go drifting by
Big lows, the occasional high
Know you don't like when I criticise
Count fiction in your eyes
Feel the friction between my thighs
No way you'd forgive me of these crimes

If it was vice versa
I don't think you'd be fine letting me hurt ya
If it was vice versa
I don't think I'd be thinking it was worth ya

If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
I'd be nice to you, uh huh
If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
I'd think twice for you, uh huh
If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
Swear I'd fight for you, uh huh

Why do I put up with this?
I'm running out of fucks to give
But then we share another kiss
And I fall back in
Why do I put up with this?
I'm running out of fucks to give
But then sometimes it's utter bliss
And I fall back in

If it was vice versa
I don't think you'd be fine letting me hurt ya
If it was vice versa
I don't think I'd be thinking it was worth ya

Still running on London time
Over here it's 4:05
Just counting up all your crimes
I'm holding on so damn tight
And I really don't know why
See who you could be if you just tried

If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
I'd be nice to you, uh huh
If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
I'd think twice for you, uh huh
If it was vice versa
I'd be nice to you
Swear I'd fight for you, uh huh

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