Choices
Lyrics
So if you wanna get this high
Girl take a step
Girl don't look back
Your future is a mess
You're waiting on your next pay check
But I won't judge
I used to be the same
My habits took it all away
They call me reckless
For counting on the fame
Damned if it ended up another way
Choose a fucking bed
Or go back to your man
Nobody here is forcing you
You're tryna pass the blame
That nobody's gonna take
It isn't even new to you
Yeah yeah
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Before you go, pick up all your clothes
Give me back my shirt
Guilt passes by
You look like you're bout to cry
But what you feel, I used to feel the same
Rushing through my past again
And if it hurts
Girl I can pretend
I'll do what she didn't do for me back then
Choose a fucking bed
Hit it till its red
I'll put in all the work because
You're tonight's guest
Imma do what I do best
Pound til, imma pound til you're
All numb
Pretty face
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
You're free to stay
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
I can take your pain
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ooh the sun comes up
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeaah
Yeah
Uh
Both my hands on your waist
Hoaah
Hoaah
Oh oh
Nowoaah
Hoaah
It's your turn
Your turn
Your turn
To
Choose a fucking bed
Or go back to your man
Nobody here is forcing you
You try to pass the blame
That nobody's gonna take
In the end girl
It's your choice to make
Pretty face
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
You're free to stay
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
I can take your pain
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And you'll love it babe
So if you wanna get this high
Girl take a step
Girl don't look back
Your future is a mess
You're waiting on your next pay check
But I won't judge
I used to be the same
My habits took it all away
They call me reckless
For counting on the fame
Damned if it ended up another way
Choose a fucking bed
Or go back to your man
Nobody here is forcing you
You're tryna pass the blame
That nobody's gonna take
It isn't even new to you
Yeah yeah
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Before you go, pick up all your clothes
Give me back my shirt
Guilt passes by
You look like you're bout to cry
But what you feel, I used to feel the same
Rushing through my past again
And if it hurts
Girl I can pretend
I'll do what she didn't do for me back then
Choose a fucking bed
Hit it till its red
I'll put in all the work because
You're tonight's guest
Imma do what I do best
Pound til, imma pound til you're
All numb
Pretty face
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
You're free to stay
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
I can take your pain
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ooh the sun comes up
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeaah
Yeah
Uh
Both my hands on your waist
Hoaah
Hoaah
Oh oh
Nowoaah
Hoaah
It's your turn
Your turn
Your turn
To
Choose a fucking bed
Or go back to your man
Nobody here is forcing you
You try to pass the blame
That nobody's gonna take
In the end girl
It's your choice to make
Pretty face
Oh yeah
Pretty girls don't wait in line
You're free to stay
Oh yeah
But you won't make it back in time
I can take your pain
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
And you'll love it babe
Writer(s): A. Fahiz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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