Testo Blame Lucky Daye

Blame

Don't wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know how much it mean to me
And I still can't quite explain it
How I love and how I hate it
Ain't gonna find the energy
Can't deny our chemistry
'Cause I know there's no escapin'
All the thoughts I'm entertainin'
If I didn't live in a fast lane
I'd probably give you my last name
Can't have it all, baby, honestly

Blame it on my ego
Blame it on my pride
Blame it on my time, too selfish to apologize
Blame it on my ego
Blame you one more time
Pull me close and tell me exactly what's on your mind
And if love don't take us where we're meant to me
Blame it on me

Would you blame me?
Would you blame me?

Magic replays, this ain't over yet
Gas to the flame, it's safe to say that
You won't be the same when I leave
Wet like a wave on the beach
Taste of the sun and the breeze
Hurts, but you know it's over
Story of the tears on your shoulder, looking back
Remember how we used to be

Then blame it on my ego
Blame it on my pride (Blame it on my pride)
Blame it on my time, too selfish to apologize
Blame it on my ego (Blame me)
Blame you one more time (One more time)
Pull me close and tell me exactly what's on your mind (Ooh-ooh)
And if love don't take us where we're meant to me (You can blame)
Blame it on me

Would you blame me?
Would you blame me? (Blame it on me)
Would you blame me? Oh
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me?
Would you blame me? Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Think of what we could be, baby (Ooh)

I'm tryna get them to realize and realize, and to realize
Life is bigger than
It's big—, it's big, big, bitches be
No, really, it's big
No, it's big, I'm, I'm tired
Of seein' these pretty bitches walkin' up down the street
Like they ain't got nothin', nothin'
They got nothin'
Walkin', bitch, why are you walkin'?
Thinkin' I'm pretty as shit
I tried to talk to you, ho
And you don't wanna talk to me
And I got a pocket full of money, a pocket
A bank full of money
And you don't wanna talk to me?
Fuck you, bi—, you ain't never—, a tramp
You're a tra—, you're a tramp
You're a tramp
You're lookin' for another motherfucker that's a tramp like you
Fuck that, bitch
You need to think big
See, that's the, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, the thing is this, no, the thing is this
Bitch, you thinkin' small
When you need to be thinkin'
You need to thinkin' big, bitch
You need to thinkin' big, bitch
Think big, bitch