Tekst
I'm not a comb
I'm not a refrigerator
I'm not an object you use that you can throw away later
You're Mr. Right
As in you want me right now
Why do I try to pull you in
When you're just tryna pull out
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I'm naive and stupid trust when I shouldn't
Where's the real thing?
I've been hand fed daydreams 'til now
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I know you don't love me your touch it means nothing so
Here I am saying"find someone else"
'Cause I'm not gonna be another notch in your belt
I'm not a saint
But you've been a sinner
This ain't a baseball game
But you're a real home run hitter
It's time that I move on
Feels like I'm sprinting but I just stand still
Been chasing bases after who I want
But you've gone beyond striking out here
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I'm naive and stupid trust when I shouldn't
Where's the real thing?
I've been hand fed daydreams 'til now
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I know you don't love me your touch it means nothing so
Here I am saying"find someone else"
'Cause I'm not gonna be another notch in your belt
I'm not a toy
I'm not here for your amusement
There's no need to dry my eyes
I'm not falling for your bullshit
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I'm naive and stupid trust when I shouldn't
Where's the real thing?
It's been a fucking daydream 'til now
You're in it to win it in it to get it
I know you don't love me your touch it means nothing so
Here I am saying"find someone else"
'Cause I'm not gonna be another notch in your belt