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Selfish

Zenei stílus: Pop/Rock Kiadás éve: 2024
Előadó: Justin Timberlake

Zeneszerző: Justin Timberlake, Louis Bell, Henry Walter, Theron Makiel Thomas, Amy Allen
Dalszövegíró: Justin Timberlake, Louis Bell, Henry Walter, Theron Makiel Thomas, Amy Allen
If they saw what I saw
They would fall the way I fell
But they don't know what you want
And baby, I would never tell
If they knew what I know
They would never let you go
So guess what?
I ain't never letting you go

'Cause your lips were made for mine
And my heart would go flatline
If it wasn't beating for you all the time

So if I get jealous, I can't help it
I want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish
It's bad for my mental, but I can't fight it
When you're out looking like you do
But you can't hide it, no

Put you in a frame, ooh
Baby, who could blame you?
Glad your mama made you
Making me insane, you
Cannot be explained, ooh
You must be an angel

Every time the phone rings
I hope that it's you on the other side
I wanna tell you everything
Everything that's on my mind
And I don't want any other guys
Taking my place, girl, I got too much pride
I know I may be wrong
But I don't wanna be right

'Cause your lips were made for mine
And my heart could go flatline
If it wasn't beating for you all the time

So if I get jealous, I can't help it
I want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish
It's bad for my mental, but I can't fight it
When you're out looking like you do
But you can't hide it, no

Put you in a frame, ooh
Baby, who could blame you?
Glad your mama made you
Making me insane, you
Cannot be explained, ooh
You must be an angel

Owner of my heart
Tattooed your mark
There for the whole world to see
You're the owner of my heart
And all my scars
Baby, you got such a hold on me

So if I get jealous, I can't help it
I want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish
It's bad for my mental, but I can't fight it
When you're out looking like you do
But you can't hide it, no

Put you in a frame, ooh
Baby, who could blame you?
Glad your mama made you
Making me insane, you
Cannot be explained, ooh
You must be an angel

Jealous, but I can't help it
I want every bit of you, I guess I'm selfish

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