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