He ain’t me She ain’t you They make love While we make do A kiss won’t fix An open wound Are we swept up off our feet Or filling shoes Filling filling filling filling filling shoes
Don’t you hate it when you’re driving past the Whole Foods that we used to roll to You never had açaí bowls til I showed you It’s crazy how something so new turns to go-to
And don’t it suck when you know you’re bout to see me Shit ain’t never easy You bought a new dress from Free People But you don’t speak freely Or else you woulda told me that you really need me
I found love So I thought You did too
He ain’t me She ain’t you They make love While we make do A kiss won’t fix An open wound So are we swept up off our feet Or filling shoes Filling filling filling filling filling shoes
Don’t you hate it when the past has to stay back You been on my mind like this Dodgers L.A. hat Hard to move on when my mind finds its way back I’m Rick Ross, you’re the Maybach
I found love So I thought You did too
He ain’t me She ain’t you They make love While we make do A kiss won’t fix An open wound Are we swept up off our feet Or filling shoes Filling filling filling filling filling shoes Filling filling filling filling filling shoes Filling filling filling filling filling shoes