The Feud

I was so bored before I met you

But then I met you and everything changed

And now it seems I could be amused at the littlest things

If I told my truth

She says you, you should admit it

She know I, I probably won't

That he's the sound you want now

And I’m just the noise you don't

And I’m just saying it's a bummer, man

I’m sorry for interrupting

I guess I’ll go

You were my girl you were my baby

You were my homemade mashed potatoes, biscuits, and gravy

You were too good, I should have known

You were a prize my hands could never hold

She says you, you should admit it

She know I, I probably won't

That he is the sound you want now

And I, I’m just the noise you don't

And I’m just saying it's a bummer, man

I’m sorry for interrupting

I guess I’ll go

And she says “tell me what I need to hear, what I wanna hear or else”

I call her baby, I ask her to sit down,

Ask her to sit down and allow me to try to explain myself

She says you, you, you

You should probably admit it, probably admit it

But I, I, I, I, I probably won't, probably won't, probably won't

That he, he, he, he's the sound you want now, the sound you want now

And I, I, I, I’m the noise you don't, the noise you don't

I, I, I, I should probably admit it, probably admit it

But I, I, I, I, I probably won't, probably won't, probably won't

That he, he, he, he's the sound you want now, the sound you want now

And I, I, I, I’m the noise you don't, the noise you don't

And I’m just saying it's a bummer, man

I’m sorry for interrupting

I guess I’ll go

I guess I’ll go

I guess I’ll go