(Hitmaka)
Holding on to some confessions that I know gon' make you mad
It's hard to call this love when there's two men in my bed
Torn, torn between the two
All laid up with him but I'm still thinkin' of you
Faded and I'm spiralin'
Baby, I'm just good at hidin' it (hidin' it)
I can't give you perfection
Wish you saw this thing from my perspective
I need a balance
Don't know why I'm so savage at times
I need a balance
It's so hard to cut these habits of mine
I need a balance
Don't know why I'm so savage at times
I need a balance
'Cause it's so hard to cut these habits of mine (oh)
Now I know I kept this hidden
I ain't proud of the way that I been livin', no
I acted immaturely
In my past, no one's ever reassured me
You know women, we ain't never satisfied
Which is seven days a week and
Still done found the time to creep
No, I can't give you perfection
Wish you saw this thing from my perspective
I need a balance
Don't know why I'm so savage at times
I need a balance
It's so hard to cut these habits of mine
I need a balance
Don't know why I'm so savage at times
I need a balance
'Cause it's so hard to cut these habits of mine
I need a balance
Ooh
I need a balance
Ooh
I need a balance
Balance