Used to This

Now yesterday is too old, to like

I leave at least a half of my soul, at night

But in the morning there'll be-

Lots to say, when I'm wide awake, and you're baking now then we're making out

I got more to say, but my breaths away, and we're shaking now yeah we'ere shaking now

Cause we got love, love, always, I'm not used to this

But when ya love, love, always, you get used to this

Save my heart like a Noah's ark

You pull my string but I play the part

When you say where you been at, I knew from the jump start

That you and me would do things like, fail

Go to war fighting like hell

Go through rollercoasters

Making both of us scre-e-e-eam

When it start to rain, and the window stain, can you see the same, now

Cause this a lifestyle, and I'm down, bab,y turn that ass around

Yep, I think I need ya, yep, I think I need ya

You can count, when ya down, that you'll have my ass around, yep, I think we need us

(Cause you got) more than a bag of chips

Plus you ain't like bags and shit

Well, Yes you do but not that much to make someone go bad for it

You, just wanna be nice and chill

Have a lil fun on the mattress still

You make me soup when I don't feel good

And run to any store to get Advil

And I know these things are little

But that's the shit that don't fizzle

When the music settles and the chains don't bezzle

Will you still let me slide with those propane eyes

Lighting a fire so bright so deep inside

Now yesterday is too old, to like

I leave at least a half of my soul, at night

But in the morning there'll be-

Lots to say, when I'm wide awake, and you're baking now then we're making out

I got more to say, but my breaths away, and we're shaking now, yeah, we're shaking now

Cause we got love, love, always, I'm not used to this

But when ya love, love, always, you get used to this