No More
Mon Roe
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And I don't wanna dance no more Drinking 'till I'm fucked up Body getting roughed up And I don't wanna dance no more Baby, could you please pick up the phone And I don't wanna dance no more I'd rather stay at home alone Drinking 'till I'm fucked up Ladies throw your cups up Body getting roughed up And I don't wanna love no more Baby, could you please pick up the phone Baby, can you call me You're the one that taught me I don't wanna fall, please And I don't wanna I just want you In my arms tonight I don't wanna fight, girl Why were you surprised when I caught you in the bathroom Fucking with some nigga that you met inside the classroom I'll just run away No, I'm not okay, girl You just might be the one Tell me if you want me, you just wanna taunt me Feeling like you shot me, all these thoughts will haunt me Do you want me for fun Do you really love me, put this guilt above me Don't want you to f*ck me, I just want your touch, please Why'd you take my heart away Leave me in the rain, you can't feel this pain Why do I want you to stay Just another day, girl And I don't wanna dance no more I'd rather stay at home alone Drinking 'till I'm fucked up Ladies throw your cups up Body getting roughed up And I don't wanna love no more Baby, could you please pick up the phone Baby, can you call me You're the one that taught me I don't wanna fall, please And I don't wanna But the truth is I need you And despite chains, I freed you You used me, confused me, you killed me, abused me Now I'm crying all alone, then you took my heart But it was never yours to own So why Why do I still love you Why do I still f*ck with you? Why would I put up with you Why do I still love you You just might be the one You just wanna kill me, you could never feel me All I feel is filthy, I should not be guilty You just want me for fun You don't really love me, you don't really love me Fucked up, getting fucked up, getting fucked up And I don't wanna dance no more I'd rather stay at home alone Drinking 'till I'm fucked up Ladies throw your cups up Body getting roughed up And I don't wanna love no more Baby, could you please pick up the phone Baby, can you call me You're the one that taught me I don't wanna fall, please And I don't wanna
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Written by: Brandon White
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