Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Heart Wants, artist - D/WillAlbum song Central Standard Time, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
The Heart Wants |
| Yea, Seventy-Eight point Five radio |
| With the boy, this the quiet storm |
| D/Will with me |
| We wanna ask our listeners one question |
| Is it love? |
| Is it love? |
| Or the idea of being in love |
| And when it’s tough |
| And when it’s tough |
| Is that same love even enough |
| Where the love? |
| What’s love? |
| Cause I really don’t see it as much |
| I got love, I got love, I’m just hoping that that’s reason enough |
| I’m saying, can we pick up where we left off? |
| That part where you taking your dress off? |
| Running from the D girl you bet not |
| Morning came couldn’t rest in the wet spot |
| I thought it started of innocuous |
| She was low key ain’t looking for an audience |
| But still, she had a quiet confidence |
| I offered her a shot of Henn |
| She probably thinking «Not Again» |
| By the nights end it’s «OHHH Boy you ought to quit» |
| We touching on topics like God and politics |
| She bought a Prius wishes that she got a Benz |
| Heading out the back but forgetting that she brought her friend |
| Started off hot, on love seats and ottomans |
| Now it’s gone cold on the couch, what the problem is? |
| On again off again, home is where the drama is |
| Trying to be honest with these memories and monuments |
| So now there’s knots in my stomach must be something I ate |
| Not what’s between your legs babe but what’s on my plate |
| I’m sorry, not sorry, I’m not one for the chase |
| Another pointless exercise got me running in place |
| Happens to the best of us, happens to worst of us |
| Broad daylight with a Mag light on search for love |
| Fall on deaf ears, some say they’ve heard enough |
| And this for last call, when you done turning up |
| Communication be the root of a lot of it |
| Signals get mixed, getting crossed and can’t comprehend |
| Drifting apart, it wasn’t ever obvious |
| So now you stepping out forgetting the consequence |
| Broken promises making the love posthumous |
| With betrayl in the air and she caught a whiff |
| Needed proof at the clinic with the documents |
| Got burned and the test read positive |
| This for the ladies that know that they deserve better |
| Want a confidant, a lover and protector |
| To a cold heavy heart where these words tethered |
| Asked for more effort, but got Chanel leather |
| That ain’t love |
| Where the love at? |
| (repeat to fade) |