Текст песни Tom The Mail Man - Mood Swings

[Intro]
What type of summer is that?
(House husbands summer)
House husband Huh What?

[Chorus]
I didn't ask you for this
I only asked to take things slow
When you're not disappointed
Just hit my line just let me know
'Cause I didn't promise you a thing
And you bitch with a bite that sings
You're far from a meal
My teeth can't sink in a dish that don't compliment my drink (Yeah)

[Verse]
So if you like you wasted time
Just let me know
Yeah if you feel like that was deal
Just let me know
And I meant to tell you something
Don’t look for who I’m fuckin'
'Cause it’s not you bitch
Your fits so disgustin'

[Bridge]
Everything I wrote in that book came true
I was looking for you
Staring way past the mirror, I was looking for truth
Looking aloof, it's faint stairs all in the booth
Don't really care what a bitch said
No sense of time when I'm in head
No sense my mind won't let me take time
To digest these times when I'm in bed

[Pre-Chorus]
You ain't hearin' what I said
You ain't hearin' what I said
It's goin' round your head
Just Pick your shit up, I'm tryna go bed
I kilt this bitch with a small amount of led
You ain't hearin' what I said
Ayy, you ain't hearin' what I said
It's goin' round your head
Just Pick your shit up, I'm tryna go bed
I kilt this bitch with a small amount of led

[Chorus]
I didn't ask you for this
I only asked to take things slow
When you're not disappointed
Just hit my line just let me know
'Cause I didn't promise you a thing
And you bitch with a bite that sings
Your far from a meal
My teeth can't sink in a dish that don't compliment my drink

[Outro]
I don't really got to tell you nothin'
I don't really let them folks in
I don't really gotta show you my mind
I don't really gotta to tell you nothin'
I don't really got to tell you nothin'
I don't really let them folks in
I don't really gotta show you my mind
I don't really gotta to tell you nothin'