7.I Treat You Wrong
I donât mean to sound like I wanna fight
But the arguments I cause
Make it sound like I might
Iâve gotta prove my point
Iâve gotta show ya how youâre wrong
Does the topic even matter？
Whyâs my throat getting sore？
Tonight Iâm gonna touch your hand
And take back every word Iâve said
But not just yet, my hand is steaming,
Iâm busy making you believe me.
I know.
I treat you wrong.
You call me out.
I turn the argument around
Iâm stompin on shells
Your splashing my face
Cause my toes are too pointed
To tiptoe on eggs.
I know Iâm right and argue on
You get depressed and fall apart
I make my point
But you donât get it
Your busy telling me forget it
I donât mean to sound like I wanna fight
But if youâd see it my way
We could both see itâ¦right.
Lemme say it one more time
Youâll agree with me this time
We could both understand
Iâll just say it once more
No, no, no, no, no, no
I treat you wrong.
You call me out
I turn the argument around
Blows up in my face
And time turns slow
I realize now
You deserve way more.
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