Touchline – Unfaithful, Unruly, Ungrateful

Letra “Touchline – Unfaithful, Unruly, Ungrateful” Official Lyrics

[Intro: Touchline]Okay
I hear

[Verse 1: Touchline]Maybe in a different life
Maybe when my mind ain’t right but baby not tonight
Not when I hit the free-way to come see you while my budget’s tight
Not when I’m here against my own advice
Not when these other girls drop nudes and drop location
But I still choose you even though you come with complications, expectations
You lack so much, it must be second nature
But I forgive you ‘cause your sex the greatest
I think I got feelings for you
Different to anyone I’ve seen before you
All my exes struggle with being loyal
See the dishonesty in your eyes when I video call you
But I still want a lot less of them and a little more you
Either or you, gotta pick a side
Your body looks better since I been inside
Intwana zami zing’tshela “U ngalahl’ i-side”
But I’m still here, my vibe’s sincere, the night is near
We should get busy ‘til the morning comes
And the morning ain’t the only thing that’s gonna come
Keep i-rubber kwi wallet yam’, put it on bese ngishay’ i-spaan
I thought the vibes don’t match
You used to roll your eyes at me, now I hit it ‘til your eyes roll back
Call after call, a nigga wouldn’t get through
Heart started sinkin’ but my mind came to the rescue
Two types of men a woman sends a text to
The one she lies to and the one she lies next to, for real

[Chorus: Veena]Why I thought I love you, I hate you
If I’m crazy, what does that make you?
I think that it’s my time to break you
Unfaithful, unruly, ungrateful

[Interlude: Touchline][?]
Okay
I hear

[Verse 2: Touchline]Readin’ your WhatsApp stories tryna see if there’s a message for me in there
When girls stop talkin’ to you, they back with their exes
Trust me I been there
There’s no way you can win there
Nights when you don’t pick up are the nights when you with him, huh?
Nights where he picks you up and you archive our chats so you don’t blow your cover
See you in public and we act like we don’t know each other
Certain parts of ourselves we don’t show each other
One of us wins, the other won’t recover
Took you out for your birthday, he took you out the next day
His clothes and mine still have the smell of your hair spray
Tryna make sure your day’s made by the time you wake up before your bed’s made
Ekse
I’m the one that can’t commit then I blame the girl
Maybe ‘cause I was hurt by all the women I gave the world to
Here I am again puttin’ myself through it
But I said “Yes” to it, so let’s do it
Girl, call after call a nigga couldn’t get through
“Call me back, I miss you” You left that message on read too
Two types of men a woman sends a text to
The one she lies to and the one she lies next to, for real

[Chorus: Veena]Why I thought I love you, I hate you
If I’m crazy, what does that make you?
I think that it’s my time to break you
Unfaithful, unruly, ungrateful

[Outro][?]

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