作词 : 鹫
作曲 : 鹫
编曲 : 鹫
True loveshouldn't be this complicated,
ThoughtI'd die in your arms,
I thoughtI'd die in your—,
True loveshouldn't be this complicated,
ThoughtI'd die in your arms,
I thoughtI'd die in your—,
No hard feelings, but these feelings harder,
No- no hard feelings, but these feelings harder,
No- no hard feelings, but these feelings harder,
Wait, when you see the kids?I'll seey'all tomorrow,
Wait, when the sun set? I seey'all tomorrow,
Wait, when I pick'em up, I feel like they borrowed,
When I gotta return them, scan'em like a bar code,
Wait, no hard feelings, but these feelings hard though,
Wait, who got the kids in those" What are thosЕ?",
Wait, why theycan't wear Yeezys with the cargos?
Y'all know NikЕdon't like me,y'all take it too far, though,
At least have'em in someMike's, he played for Chicago,
I only see three kids, whowatchin' Chicago?
And you know all the nannies is Donnie Nesbrasco,
Let the kids dig a tunnel to my house like Chapo,
Only neighbor in the hood with a door they can knock on,
I leave the light on,
True loveshouldn't be this complicated,
I thoughtI'd die in your arms, I thoughtI'd die in your—,
True loveshouldn't be this complicated,
I thoughtI'd die in your arms, I thoughtI'd die in your—,
Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah,
Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah Love,
Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah,
Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah.