Blackbear - ​e.z. Lyrics
(feat. Machine Gun Kelly)[Intro: blackbear]​beartrap trap music[Verse 1: blackbear]I don't need love, instant gratificationCut, copy, and paste 'til the colors are all fadedI don't mean half the mean shit that I sayIt's like how I know you *****ed every dude on your summer playlistWant you to want me for more than vacations and cars that go fastMansions, mounds of cocaine, andWhat's inside my heart is often mistakenLike hotel room temperature, distant and vacant[Pre-Chorus: blackbear]I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it'Cause I've been *****ed up since the last time I gave itDon't tell me you love me, don't say it to say itDon't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin'[Chorus: blackbear]Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basicMiss you, flyin' you out on an every week basisWhat's changin'?Maybe I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna regret you, I can't give you upBaby, I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)[Pre-Chorus: blackbear]I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it'Cause I've been *****ed up since the last time I gave itDon't tell me you love me, don't say it to say itDon't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin'[Chorus: blackbear]Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basicMiss you, flyin' you out on an every week basisWhat's changin'?Maybe I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna regret you, I can't give you upBaby, I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]Put you, put you, put you on the tableGrip the rails, arch your back, show that Holy GrailWow, ayyPut that on the tableUse them nails, scrape my back, scrape and sniff the yayoHold up, baby, you are not one to trust, huh?One of the homies *****ed, huh?You been around, this ain't your first time on the tour bus, huh?So I just wanna know why you're the only one to die of a drunk text, uhProlly 'cause you're the only one that gets me hard during drunk sex, uhShe used two hands, brought a friend to come helpTwo G's to myself, two G's for they noseTwo G's on my belt, two G's for these hoesTwo X for my set, two years since I met youYou're in fashion week, in a master suite, on a balcony, I –[Chorus: blackbear]Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basicMiss you, flyin' you out on an every week basisWhat's changin'?Maybe I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna regret you, I can't give you upBaby, I'm *****ed up, maybe it's loveI wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)
