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Love… (Her Fault)

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What Are The Lyrics For Love… (Her Fault) By Bryson Tiller?
I said, I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try Try, try, try, why I try, I try I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better I could make it all better Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah You was wonderin' why I went missing Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin' Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen Ayy, listen up shorty Folarin, okay L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why I gotta try so hard? Why I gotta lobby? 'Cause I'm prideful and don't like a lot L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you like to fight so much? Why you follow every broad I comment on that's fine as f*ck? You don't want no title? Cool You don't get no title, love Peddle to my side bitches, now that's a vicious cycle, girl You better, yeah Would you rather love or just someone to like your pictures? Yeah Met you in the club, I don't expect you to stop hitting 'em So hit me when you buzzed, you know I'm buzzed You know I'm wit' it Your heart numb and I'm numb So we be done, but I won't finish, yeah Met a lot of women, yeah, got a lot of niggas But everybody full of shit, that's why we back and forth again My heart severely scorned and you the cause of it Goodbye, my baby, I'll abandon you, that's when you forced to care L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you gotta make this hard? Funny how the quiet ones do nada 'til they do a lot (sorry, you sorry) I said we could never be, I won't even try Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try Try, try, try, why I try, I try I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better I could make it all better Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah You was wonderin' why I went missing Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin' Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen Listen again I know that we not together I know we don't see each other I'm hoping this beef, let's fake the impossible We could do it impossible We too chicken, impossible I'm just fishing, it's possible That I miss you, malnourished I need your flesh on my lips so I'm better (yeah) And I read you every month just like I paid for a subscription And I've been on every page so it's no way you hide your issues But yet and still though Bottled emotions tend to spill out, when you get to sippin' And I know it's close to being over, I could see us different But obviously when you be pourin' up, you get in your feelings So who's the villain, girl? L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, yes I know I drink a lot But just know you drank too much Let's do this when we sober up Okay, it's your fault, but you ain't wrong I guess we could never be, don't know why we try Don't know why we tried, don't know why we try Why we never try, why we never, ayy, ayy, ayy Tellin' 'em we could never be, why we never try Uh, why we never try, uh, why we never try Uh, why we never die, oh no |
Who Wrote Love… (Her Fault) By Bryson Tiller?
Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Norva Denton, Bryson Djuan Tiller
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What's The Duration Of The Love… (Her Fault) By Bryson Tiller?The duration of Love… (Her Fault) is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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