Witt Lowry - Used To You lyrics

Yeah it really doesn't make sense We just met, you tested my heart But you could be the one to heal or tear it apart I don't know who you are, honestly I see you setting the bar Smart girl and me wanna be starred And I've been questioning love and if I'll ever connect Wait for your text, it'll never come, it's onto the next What should I expect? You deserve a ring and a cheque I'm a broke f**ing rapper who complains about his ex And with that a** and with that rack girl You know that they want it You really never had to work, cause it easy to flaunt it You gotta finger in the middle and I'm wrapped up on it You're wanting more than blacking out and waking up your vomit And if I, if I had the chance to show you Show you how it feels with someone who wants to get to know you Show you how it feels when you forget about the old you Show you that you're worth it, except no ones ever told you Girl you're worth that sh**, yo your girls are in the club Yelling "Twerk that sh**" You're in the back seat yelling "Pa** the purp back quick" See you would never choose me over your purse bag, sh** So every night is the same A little black dress and makeup just to cover the pain A girl in a world of people never using their brain Every night you're asking why you went and did it again And again, nothing to gain in a room full of empty Fake love, some d** and a bottle that's empty That's around the time that you met me A body to tempt me, I probably shouldn't touch, but you let me You'll probably forget me, cause to you I'm just one more pawn What is love when the time is wrong? You wanna do it, left the hall lights on In your palm was a young icon and you're gone, but I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you I could get used to you, used to you, used to you We could waste all our time, anything to keep you off my mind If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you I know you're feeling like no one with ever relate You had a best friend, your best friend turned fake You're used to having nothing more to spend in your bank No gas in the tank, you think about your ex when you drank See well I don't know your story so I'm never to judge I know that you got feelings you swept under the rug Your dad loved to drink, you think it runs in your blood Your mom and dad couldn't make it, so you gave up on love Never seen what it was, never had nobody to ask So you gave it to any guy who wasn't chasing that a** The facts are the facts, I've been never wanting to look back But everything I see in you is everything that I lack I lack knowing what you mean when you say "Living it up" I lack knowing if there ever could have ever been us I lack dealing with my pain, I'm using you as a crutch Like why the f** I'd write a song about a one night crush A temporary connection, perfect is only perception Could be a curse or a blessing, I guess I'm learning my lesson I guess I'm trying to find some love inside a one night session Numb the pain with affection, but see you're turning me on You left the hall lights on In your palm was a young icon and you're gone, but I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you I could get used to you, used to you, used to you We could waste all our time, anything to keep you off my mind If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you You see I seem to always do this, I focus on you A pretty girl and then I'm out around a quarter to two I got this hole in my chest, I try to fill it with you I'm spilling the truth, I just want to forget for a few And if you really listen, this is more than a lyric I'm hoping you hear it, I open my spirit and let you in I'm battling sin, wondering if I ever will win To you I'm just another guy referring to me as him And him, him and him like we're one in the same But I promise you not one of you is sharing my brain And I know if you could feel a thing, you'd be feeling my pain I was rapping for four minutes, what the f** am I saying? This whole song is a bluff Paint a picture of a girl from a bar like a s*ut Like she drank too much, like she let me touch But you don't hear me talk about me, man that sh**s too tough We're at the same bar, the same club, looking for some fake love Focused on attention, attention is just a fake drug I focus on a girl so I don't focus on my pay stub I focus on the fact that my sister won't seem to wake up We make up a generation and chasing noting is vapor Her picture up on your phone You're like "Homie how would you rate her?" Her data is what you favor, deciding if you would date her I'm sick of being a waiter while destined for something greater That's real I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you I could get used to you, used to you, used to you We could waste all our time, anything to keep you off my mind If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you