Lost

(álbum: Young HeartThrob - 2018)

Don't try to read my mind you ain't no psychic
Yeah, yeah

Sitting all alone watching them hate me
I don't know how they do it now
She so fucking worried 'bout the real me
I don't know how she does it now
Uh, she don't mind her business I don't like it (I don't like it)
I don't like it (I don't like it)
Don't try to read my mind you ain't no psychic (You ain't no psychic)
I don't like it (I don't like it)

Lost inside, I tryna find the real her
Trying hard but I just cannot feel her
She said if her man knew she was here then he would kill her
He would kill her
Might spend like four bands on a new purse
Try to play a game only it won't work
Try to break my heart, but I did it first
Imma close my eyes, so I won't see you hurt

You should close your eyes, don't wanna this shit
And you should listen when I'm talking 'cos I mean that shit
I ain't picking up the phone don't wanna see that shit
But if I send yo' ass a text you better read that quick
And I sew my heart on my sleeve, she gon' see that quick
Tell her don't worry 'bout me, I'll be back when I can
She might come over just once, but she ain't coming again
Remember when I used to love her, she was loving my mans, yeah

Lost inside, I tryna find the real her
Trying hard but I just cannot feel her
She said if her man knew she was here then he would kill her
He would kill her
Might spend like four bands on a new purse
Try to play a game only it won't work
Try to break my heart, but I did it first
Imma close my eyes, so I won't see you hurt