Missed calls on our late night shit
Missed texts on our late night
When you getting off
Of that late night shift?
Missed calls on our late night
Missed calls on our late night shit
Missed texts on our late night
When you gettin' off
Of that late night shift?
Hit me up for some late night
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
You get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Communication running dry
We're in a constant dead zone
The only time I answer is when you call from your friend's phone
That makes you so damn angry until we hop in the bed though
Do anything for extra points like we got in the end zone
I got you out the friend zone
And right into my Benzo
But we cannot pretend though
We got the same tempo
I pay for it like Venmo
Every time I send those
IMessages
You're not replying to shit
I can see that you read it
Girl it tells me you did
So why the games?
Please explain the aim
If you're playing hard to get
Well I don't play the same
I'll play not give a f*ck back
I know that you must have
Me soon as I touch back
In town I crush that
Ok
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Back and forth over the net
Like volleyball or tennis
Your name's all in my mentions
Askin' 21 questions
Every sentence got me thinking of the best way to end it
Maybe go through your friends list
Find a couple contenders
For that spot that's about to open up
When I finally decide I'm over us
You come home with a smile
And you roll the Dutch
You missed me so much
You're in the mood for what?
Come here girl
I can never stay mad at ya
You're a trip got me crazy like the Mad Hatter
I can never hide it
Always been a bad actor
I wanna write happy songs
Don't wanna be the sad rapper
Usually take it slow
We're moving a tad faster
Said I was a bad apple
You grabbed on it anyway
Temptation is dangerous
But doesn't it feel so great?
Don't the loving taste better than the hate?
Baby take a plate
Eat up
We're living good
Till a miscommunication takes us right back where we started
I'm sitting here playing Heartless
Think I'm losing the soul
I roll it up then I spark it
Think I'm losing control
I'm so dazed for days and you're ashamed to say
That you would date this strange
Crazed dude
He seems insane
So let me take the blame
Whatever it doesn't matter
I know people love to talk
I never listen to the chatter
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Young George - Too Us Lyrics
Young George - Too Us Lyrics
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Missed calls on our late night shit
Missed texts on our late night
When you getting off
Of that late night shift?
Missed calls on our late night
Missed calls on our late night shit
Missed texts on our late night
When you gettin' off
Of that late night shift?
Hit me up for some late night
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
You get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Communication running dry
We're in a constant dead zone
The only time I answer is when you call from your friend's phone
That makes you so damn angry until we hop in the bed though
Do anything for extra points like we got in the end zone
I got you out the friend zone
And right into my Benzo
But we cannot pretend though
We got the same tempo
I pay for it like Venmo
Every time I send those
IMessages
You're not replying to shit
I can see that you read it
Girl it tells me you did
So why the games?
Please explain the aim
If you're playing hard to get
Well I don't play the same
I'll play not give a f*ck back
I know that you must have
Me soon as I touch back
In town I crush that
Ok
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Back and forth over the net
Like volleyball or tennis
Your name's all in my mentions
Askin' 21 questions
Every sentence got me thinking of the best way to end it
Maybe go through your friends list
Find a couple contenders
For that spot that's about to open up
When I finally decide I'm over us
You come home with a smile
And you roll the Dutch
You missed me so much
You're in the mood for what?
Come here girl
I can never stay mad at ya
You're a trip got me crazy like the Mad Hatter
I can never hide it
Always been a bad actor
I wanna write happy songs
Don't wanna be the sad rapper
Usually take it slow
We're moving a tad faster
Said I was a bad apple
You grabbed on it anyway
Temptation is dangerous
But doesn't it feel so great?
Don't the loving taste better than the hate?
Baby take a plate
Eat up
We're living good
Till a miscommunication takes us right back where we started
I'm sitting here playing Heartless
Think I'm losing the soul
I roll it up then I spark it
Think I'm losing control
I'm so dazed for days and you're ashamed to say
That you would date this strange
Crazed dude
He seems insane
So let me take the blame
Whatever it doesn't matter
I know people love to talk
I never listen to the chatter
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Missed texts on our late night
When you getting off
Of that late night shift?
Missed calls on our late night
Missed calls on our late night shit
Missed texts on our late night
When you gettin' off
Of that late night shift?
Hit me up for some late night
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
You get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Communication running dry
We're in a constant dead zone
The only time I answer is when you call from your friend's phone
That makes you so damn angry until we hop in the bed though
Do anything for extra points like we got in the end zone
I got you out the friend zone
And right into my Benzo
But we cannot pretend though
We got the same tempo
I pay for it like Venmo
Every time I send those
IMessages
You're not replying to shit
I can see that you read it
Girl it tells me you did
So why the games?
Please explain the aim
If you're playing hard to get
Well I don't play the same
I'll play not give a f*ck back
I know that you must have
Me soon as I touch back
In town I crush that
Ok
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Back and forth over the net
Like volleyball or tennis
Your name's all in my mentions
Askin' 21 questions
Every sentence got me thinking of the best way to end it
Maybe go through your friends list
Find a couple contenders
For that spot that's about to open up
When I finally decide I'm over us
You come home with a smile
And you roll the Dutch
You missed me so much
You're in the mood for what?
Come here girl
I can never stay mad at ya
You're a trip got me crazy like the Mad Hatter
I can never hide it
Always been a bad actor
I wanna write happy songs
Don't wanna be the sad rapper
Usually take it slow
We're moving a tad faster
Said I was a bad apple
You grabbed on it anyway
Temptation is dangerous
But doesn't it feel so great?
Don't the loving taste better than the hate?
Baby take a plate
Eat up
We're living good
Till a miscommunication takes us right back where we started
I'm sitting here playing Heartless
Think I'm losing the soul
I roll it up then I spark it
Think I'm losing control
I'm so dazed for days and you're ashamed to say
That you would date this strange
Crazed dude
He seems insane
So let me take the blame
Whatever it doesn't matter
I know people love to talk
I never listen to the chatter
I text
You don't text back
You leave a voicemail
I forget to call you back
And you get so mad
You wanna get rid of me
Say we see things so differently
But then we kiss and make up
That's just too us
Writer: George Buccheri
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid