Everybody got opinions when they hear our names
Best friends arguing, someones playing games
They say it’s wrong — yeah maybe it is..
So do we stop… or do we just live?
They act like they know everything
But they ain’t heard the silence in between
Ain’t seen the way we think before we speak
Or how a simple conversation run deep
Is it only me… or you feel it too?
Am I the wrong one… or are these feelings true?
I’m not falling — relax, I’m cool.....
I ain’t saying that we in love, don’t twist the rules.
Never touched, never been there, nothing ever was.
Everybody talking but they don’t know truth
Too many outside voices in the room with you
We ain’t crossed lines but we dancing on ’em
These lyrics, are we taking chances on em?
We ain’t crossed lines but we dancing on ’em
Gotta whole lot of words, but we fannin em
So do I even say something?
Do I make it a thing?
“You got a ring… but you still hit my line.”
“You got a whole life… but you still on my mind.”
Maybe you testin me for a reason
Or maybe I’m just overthinkin
Maybe I’m wrong… maybe I’m reachin
Imma just say it in a song...
Sometimes music the only place
Where the truth don’t feel wrong
I hate how you think I’m lying
Like I’m fake and I’m not real
Your best friend confused
But I give you the real deal
Now suddenly they wanna spice things up
They hear how I talk to you
And realize what they been doing
Just might not be enough
Yeah… marriage tough
I’m not blind, I can see
You like the way I talk to you
So something missing somewhere deep
I know you think about it
Especially when you alone
You felt that spark… then caught yourself
Now you trying to push me from the zone
Maybe you dissect me
Just to keep me away
Or maybe you just scared
Of what might change
I don’t wanna cause damage
I don’t wanna play
I’m not on petty games
I’m just saying what’s real today
Then I hear “he said, she said” — okay
That’s not what this is
I’m just going with the vibe
Keeping it just our biz
All this outside noise
Interrupting our session
Everybody got opinions
On a private connection
We ain’t crossed lines but we dancing on ’em
So tell me… is it music or you feel it too?
Tell me what this is — I’m asking you
Keep it music… or admit it’s true?
ButtahPeacan
