Joseph Cook - Injury lyrics

[Intro: Joseph Cook] In late nights, we would always talk My Twitter, you always would stalk I know your game, so subtle You missed my game, no huddle [Verse 1: Joseph Cook] You would hit the faves, back in the day You say I'm not your fave, You understate You say I'm who you hate, You saving face You need me more today, I know your play I was out the game, twisted ankle You ain't even show your face, twisted angles Send me hearts along with hate, you wicked angel Never even peeped a game, it's getting painful Regrets I'm feeling now, that's not your problem But I feel you bound, to try to solve them You can prove me wrong, don't try to stop them But I need you, now, to give me something You would always feel, me, more Than I could feel myself, you, know That I could do you well, if, you Just lend the stands a yell, for, me Hit the lowercase, back in the day Letting down your guard, you showing face Tell me middle name, you feeling safe But in your comfort zone, there is no game I was on the line, picking angles Spot a gap to quarterback, I broke his ankles Dog pile when I sack, I twist my ankle Looking for the only face, I called my angel [Outro: Joseph Cook] x2 I'm stuck in the loop I'm still at the game Still look for you, too Don't see your face