Correction Paroles We Cry Together par Florence Welch

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Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like

Nah, f**k you, n***a (F**k you, b*t*h)
Oh, wow, okay
You got me f**ked up
F**k you, f**k you

I swear, I'm tired of these emotional-a**, ungrateful-a** b*t*hes (Shut the f**k up)
Unstable-a**, confrontational-a** dumb b*t*hes
You wanna bring a n***a down, even when I'm tryna do right
We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life (I swear to God)
F**k you n***a, you love a pity party, I won't show up
Always act like your sh*t don't stink, motherf**ker, grow up (Man, f**k you)
Forever late for sh*t, won't buy sh*t, sit around and deny sh*t (Man)
F**k around on a side b*t*h, then come f**kin' up my sh*t
What? F**kin' up yo' sh*t? You must be bleedin' and some more sh*t
B*t*h, I don't know sh*t, f**k yo' feelings, you on some ho sh*t
See, I don't know why you likе playin' mind games with me (Mind games, man)
B*t*h, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know whеn you bein' distant (Come on, dawg)
I know when you fake busy get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, b*t*h, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
And who put that car in my name?
What you think? I'ma kiss yo' a**?
Nah, n***a, you f**kin' lame
You know what? F**k you, b*t*h (F**k you, n***a)
Nah, f**k you, b*t*h (Nah, f**k you, n***a)
F**k you, b*t*h (Nah, f**k you, n***a)
Nah, f**k you, b*t*h (F**k you, n***a)
F**k you, b*t*h (F**k you, n***a)
F**k you (F**k you), f**k you (F**k you)
F**k you (F**k you)
F**k you, n***a
F**k you, b*t*h (Nah, f**k you)

Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you
B*t*hes starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin' my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
Oh, what, that's my fault now? B*t*h, you power trippin' or guilt trippin'? (Okay)
I held your a** down
You just kept me down, that's a big difference
Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough
Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us
Lil' d**k-a** n***a that's tryna go big
But you was suckin' this d**k though
Well, sh*t, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger d**k, b*t*h, get the f**k out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, b*t*h, you got me f**ked up today, on God
Ah-ha, you mad, lil' feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy b*t*h and tell her you all that she got
Man, what b*t*h?
Let her know you packin' yo' sh*t and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these f**kin' keys
Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
F**k yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that b*t*h
Give me my f**kin' keys
Nah, I like you parked in that b*t*h
Give me my keys, bro
On God, you ain't gettin' these keys
Give me my f**king keys
Ah, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin' for nothin'
I do the same when we f**kin'
Act like that pu**y ain't loose
I'd rather act like I'm c*mmin'
I'd rather f**k off the juice
I'd rather f**k on your cousin
B*t*h, you said you gon' f**k who?
You heard me, n***a, it's nothing (Alright)
You know what? F**k you, b*t*h (F**k you, n***a)
F**k you, b*t*h (Nah, f**k you n***a)
No, f**k you, b*t*h (Nah, f**k you, n***a)
F**k you, b*t*h (F**k you, I'm sick of this n***a)
F**k you (F**k you), f**k you (F**k you), f**k you
F**k you, bi— (F**k you)
F**k you, b*t*h, stupid-a** b*t*h

I don't even know why I f**k with you
I'll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, b*t*h
B*t*h, whatever is comfortable
Sh*t, this the type of sh*t couples do?
Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, b*t*h
N***a, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, f**k you talkin' 'bout?
Mm, the insecurities you got, won't mind-f**k me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo' mama, I see
Don't speak on my mama, the f**k is yo' problem?
That b*t*h don't like me anyways
B*t*h, she gave you the Honda, f**k
And used that sh*t to throw it in my face (Man, hol' on, bro)
Find it funny you just can't apologize (This b*t*h, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women f**ked up
Why they say it's a man's world, see, you the reason for Trump
(You crying, bro?)
You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame
If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called on my name (Hah...)
I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained (Come on, bro)
You the reason b*t*hes start f**kin' with b*t*hes when they change
You the reason b*t*hes start callin' y'all b*t*hes 'cause y'all useless
You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
Man, shut the f**k up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired of these emotional-a**, ungrateful-a** b*t*hes
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'
Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
(Here he go, shut the f**k up)
It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let's talk the truth (Okay), women in general just can't get along (Explain, n***a)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone (Explain, n***a)
Uh-uh, when Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home (Explain)
Oh, why R&B b*t*hes don't feature on each other songs then?
What the f**k is you talkin' 'bout?
Never mind, b*t*h, I'm walkin' out
Whatever, n***a, I'm off you now
Yo' evil a** kept me well in doubt
Pu**y n***a, best watch your mouth
Pu**y and mouth is all you got
Lay this pu**y back on the couch
Doggie style, then you get on top
F**k me, n***a (I'ma f**k you, b*t*h)
Nah, f**k me, n***a, f**k me (I'ma f**k you, b*t*h)
Nah, f**k you, f**k me (You playin' man)
F**k me
Nah, you playin'

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