Текст песни Bacardi - Mark Johns

Bacardi

What’s strange is as of late
I ain’t been missing you the same
I think that all this time away
Has made me see outside the frame
I think I’m ready to disperse, to reverse
Go head first, to rebound, start a new round
My friends never liked you anyways
I’ll open myself up to someone new tonight
Then again I say the same thing every damn time
When I leave the room, and I’m feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of Bacardi
Not after, before, I walked out of my door
Thinking maybe I’ll give someone else a chance at the party
I went home alone, I went home alone
Hit you on the phone, hit you on the phone
Told you come on over, told you come on over
Now we’re here again and never hear the end of it God damn, don’t understand
I need to come up with a better plan
Or better yet just stop seeking a mans
Find a better way to use my hands
You’re lemonade without the ice
We tried twice, but no dice
Come on now, girl, you got this
Your friends never liked him anyways
I’ll open myself up to someone new tonight
Then again I say the same thing every damn time
When I leave the room, and I’m feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of Bacardi
Not after, before, I walked out of my door
Thinking maybe I’ll give someone else a chance at the party
I went home alone, I went home alone
Hit you on the phone, hit you on the phone
Told you come on over, told you come on over
Now we’re here again and never hear the end of it
I told my friends I would quit you
Put you down and dismiss you
So now I guess it’s my issue
Man fuck you
Fuck you cause you know that I’m trying here and you don’t care
And you don’t even fuck me good you just fuck me over
Then get an Uber home and wait, you wait for me to call again
And now we’re in this place again how am I in this place again?
When I leave the room, and I’m feeling naughty
Go straight to my head like a shot of Bacardi
Not after, before, I walked out of my door
Thinking maybe I’ll give someone else a chance at the party
I went home alone, I went home alone
Hit you on the phone, hit you on the phone
Told you come on over, told you come on over
Now we’re here again and never hear the end of it
I told my friends I would quit you
Put you down and dismiss you
So now I guess it’s my issue
Man fuck you