Paroles de Unhealthy
Dot-dot-dot, what's the protocol?Running back, running back, hit a wall
Running back, running back, know it all
Got a couple things I wanna share with you
I wanna grow with you
Kick back, watch a bit of pay-per-view
Bit broke but I still pay for you
Couple things that I wanna say to you, wanna say to you
Had that time in the vine when you left without me
Say you wanted us but you're always out there
Say you wanted us but you never shout me
Xan' in the rain, now I'm always rowdy
Xan' in my brain, now I'm always cloudy
Lipstick on my shirt 'cause you're always pouty
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
Mhm-mhm, ayy
My boy called me while I'm in New York
To tell me that he got with my ex at a bar in London
I tell him it's no big deal, we split up a long time ago I haven't said anything to her about anything
Haven't spoken to her for months, actually
Some sort of guilty conscience I guess
I open the messages but don't reply
I pay no mind because there'll be no point
A week later, a New York girl messages me saying that she feels bad because her ex was there the night we got together
She feels bad both ways
Says she wants to see me before I go
I'm at the airport at this point
We're a cycle of baggage at this point
What's the moral of the story?
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
Couple things that I wanna say to you, wanna say to you
Had that time in the vine when you left without me
Say you wanted us but you're always out there
Say you wanted us but you never shout me
Xan' in the rain, now I'm always rowdy
Xan' in my brain, now I'm always cloudy
Lipstick on my shirt 'cause you're always pouty
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
Mhm-mhm, ayy
My boy called me while I'm in New York
To tell me that he got with my ex at a bar in London
I tell him it's no big deal, we split up a long time ago I haven't said anything to her about anything
Haven't spoken to her for months, actually
Some sort of guilty conscience I guess
I open the messages but don't reply
I pay no mind because there'll be no point
A week later, a New York girl messages me saying that she feels bad because her ex was there the night we got together
She feels bad both ways
Says she wants to see me before I go
I'm at the airport at this point
We're a cycle of baggage at this point
What's the moral of the story?
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself
I keep running back but you're so bad for my health
I keep coming back 'cause I can't cope by myself anymore
