my type

Don’t let nobody say you psycho

Even when you’re on tightrope

They don’t know that it’s the pain for something else

What a shame they couldn’t paint it on themselves,

Take a second on me.

It’s a habit when it’s old

When you get up in the middle of the night.

Feel like you’re losing control,

You know it gon be like

Yeah you feel right

I can’t define it for ya.

You get my vibe

Like no one else before ya

Yeah you feel right

There’s just something about ya

You’re my type, you’re my... you’re my

Don’t you think i notice that

You’ve been keepin that distance yeah

You know i don’t mind if you’re candid,

With you i feel like I am blinded yea

We go dumb de de dumb dumb

Feel so faded now,

We’ve been down de de down down

And now I’m walking on tightrope waiting for ya.

It’s a habit when it’s old (Oh)

When you get up in the middle of the night. (Middle of the night)

Feel like you’re losing control,

You know it gon be like

Yeah you feel right (You feel right)

I can’t define it for ya. (No i can’t define you)

You get my vibe ( ahh yea)

Like no one else before ya

Yeah you feel right (You feel right)

There’s just something about ya

You’re my type, you’re my... you’re my...

Yeah you feel right (You feel right)

I can’t define it for ya. (No i can’t define you)

You get my vibe ( ahh yea)

Like no one else before ya

Yeah you feel right (You feel right)

There’s just something about ya

You’re my type, you’re my... you’re my...