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Jordan Ward
Jordan Ward
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Taylor Stewart
Taylor Stewart
Songwriter
Noah Nichols
Noah Nichols
Songwriter
Chance Wallace
Chance Wallace
Songwriter

Lyrics

Still up what you thinking about I'm still getting over it now You act so different how Can I keep figuring out Tell me what am I supposed to do Sick and tired of being close to you What happened Cannot control my reactions Damn that seems drastic Every time you call me I don't wanna answer Now you got me tied up Holding me for ransom Maybe you should calm down Taking me for granted I ain't got the time now Cancel all my plans huh Left and right feeling hot and cold Like a manically depressive episode I've been struggling feeling like letting go Got to let you know that I'm Growing so tired of the bitching Don't give a fuck about listening Don't give a fuck what you're thinking of doing for dinner Don't hit me up in the winter I know that it's cold but it's colder with you in the picture Older than when this shit started Bolder and taking it farther I roll up and act a bit harder Like this ain't a problem I fall on my knees Why you leaving so mean How do you live without patience We don't have no conversations Don't pray to God about saving it He ain't got no business saying shit Every time you call me I don't wanna answer Now you got me tied up Holding me for ransom Maybe you should calm down Taking me for granted I ain't got the time now Cancel all my plans huh Every time you call me I don't wanna answer Now you got me tied up Holding me for ransom Maybe you should calm down Taking me for granted I ain't got the time now Cancel all my plans huh Yeah Every time I try to go away You've been standing in my way I've been waiting for the day I would have the nerve to say I don't think that I should stay I don't think that its okay I feel like running away I been I been feeling like a bitch Sleeping with you everyday I ain't trynna fall in love Wish you didn't know my name You been knocking on my door I been steady playing games I been staying with the boys I guess it's time to say Every time you call me I don't wanna answer Now you got me tied up Holding me for ransom Maybe you should calm down Taking me for granted I ain't got the time now Cancel all my plans huh Yeah
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