Correction Lyrics Things Change by Bryson Tiller

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You'll say
You'll say "Don't you wanna change me?"
Hey (Ayy) mmm
Doin' too much (Hey)
Too much for me to miss you

Maybe calling you up would fix things right now
Are you listening right now, are you listening?
Repeat, replay this just to make sure you don't miss things
See, I know, see, I know how much you miss me, you miss me, but

Things now are so different
You should see me now, I'm so different
I know you like to say I went distant, but
Went to woman from women
How could you say you missed him?
I gave you like ten percent, I
I, I, I shorted you
Hate my guts, of course you do
Had you twisted like contortion, you
Bent over like backwards for me
Shawty, you had me spoiled too
Love you, ma, you know I do
Then how the fuck I choose her over you?
How?

I could tell you how though
I could tell you
You gon' let me talk though or you just gonna keep...

She like, "How could you leave?"
Let things be done
Find you someone
Miss the way you love me
Don't call me for once
Swear you're no fun
You was loving him too, but you swear you're the one
Girl, you know I can't settle for it
Try to tell myself I don't need that
Yeah, I know that you classy
But you a freak too, I gotta see that
No, I never get one time
I need two times, repeat that (Repeat)
No, I never go too deep
I get lost in it, won't be back
She would never get me back
It's a evident relapse
I been sober for too long
I'm done forever, I mean that
Shit done had me two drinks that got me open
Now I gotta speak facts
In too deep, gotta evac
And I don't know where you lost me at, but let's recap, ah

I could tell you how
Let's talk
Since you want closure
I can do that, ayy

I see you hurt, I see you cry
You see DC in my eyes
You hit DC for a drive
Threw my CD out the—
See you playin' with me now
I'm sayin', honey, I'm so eager now
When I'm thinkin' it's best if we sit down
See, tell me, how does this weekend sound?
And you'll see me 'round, see me out
With a new thing, she CC'd out
You like, "Come on, B, that ain't even your style"
"Come home, B, let me see these hoes out"
"Let me show 'em the ex"
"Sit down, ho, let 'em know I'm the best"
Face so cold, always go for they necks
Girl, you're so bold, too bold with a text
Girl, you over the edge
Over the sex, I know it's for the best
I don't wanna text, I don't wanna chat
Stole your heart, think I won't give it back
Girl, trust me, this shit been holdin' me back
You can have this shit

Nah, for real, you can have this shit
But you ain't slowin' me down either way

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