[Verse 1]
Hey angel, when did you fall from Heaven?
Ironic how we align all the stars together
I hope you know I'm pretty cold, I was born in November
And you're on fire, them opposites attract, that's what we desire
I'm not the best at this, I just wanna know
Could you take me by the hand, could you show me the ropes?
Cause I could take the course, show me how to treat a lady
Teach me, I could be a great student, straight A's
I never felt like this for anyone else
You're too perfect that I even had to question myself
Is it the real thing? Or just the back that you packing?
I wanna feel things, I wanna make something happen
And not like something crazy cracking, I was thinking maybe magic
Can we keep the pa**ion after all my days of Jay Z rapping?
My 'Yonce, honest it wasn't part of the plan
But I always had a fantasy of doing stuff in the sand, like
[Hook 1]
Shhh (keep quiet)
I normally keep that on the low
But I been feeling you, I thought you had to know
Don't tell anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone
I trust you more than anyone, anyone
[Verse 2]
So when the breeze come through, and the degrees fall down
I'mma wrap you in my sweater, make sure you're all right
Cause them hot summer days, turn into fall nights
You taught me that right?
When everything was good between us
And then you decided to share my secrets
And at first I'm like "hey, maybe she wanna date"
And then I realized that all the rumors were spreading with hate
And I'm like "wait, I like-like you, you don't like-like me
We're a real tight crew, why do you fight me?"
We're so young, your mindset still "f** him"
Your best friend said we'd look good as a couple
Won't forget that, I won't forget you, when I'm old and gray
I hate myself for being so cliche
I played the field, ended up sidelining
Just a reminder, the first love will always be timeless
[Hook 2]
Shhh (b**h, shut up)
I never thought you'd be this low
I'm being serious, you treat me like a joke
I can't trust you anymore, anymore, anymore
You make it hard to trust anyone, anyone
[Verse 3]
I ain't saying that all broads are drawn to busting balls
But nah, I don't trust them all
Maybe I should be thanking you for this all along
My heartbreak turned into a pretty dope song
But in the long haul, these scars may haunt me forever
Even when I'm worn and I'm weathered
Hope that one day when I have a wife, I don't have to tell her that
If I got married to you, my life might have been better
[Hook 3]
I hope you realize what you did
I know the world ain't perfect, I can't be a kid
Anymore (6x)
No I can't be a kid anymore, anymore, anymore