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Kehlani Lyrics

You told me I'm beautiful 'cause I told you, you don't tell me enough
You only complimented me because I pointed out that you rarely do so.

You're lying next to me 'cause I told you, you don't touch me enough
You're being physically affectionate with me because I mentioned feeling neglected in that area.

Now you told me you stay with me 'cause I told you, you've been working too much
You claim to want to spend more time with me because I pointed out that you're too focused on your work.

You told me you'd care for me 'cause I told you, you don't show me your love
You promised to be more attentive and loving towards me because I told you that I didn't feel cared for enough.

Don't you think that we're too old to play your game?
Do you not realize that we're too mature to tolerate your manipulative behavior?

And we ain't go through all of this to stay the same
We didn't go through hardships and challenges just to remain stagnant and unchanged.

But you can pick a player just so I can get my way (way, way)
If it means getting what I want, I'm willing to manipulate someone else into doing it.

And I think you do this 'cause you realize I won't wait (wait, wait)
I suspect that you push me to manipulate others into giving into my demands because you know I won't wait for you to do it yourself.

I see right through every look in your eyes
I can tell when you're lying or hiding something just by looking at your eyes.

I hear right through every fairytale lie
I can easily detect when you're telling me a fabricated lie wrapped in a fairytale-like narrative.

Won't say a word, but the stories you write
I won't confront you directly, but the stories you tell reveal your true intentions and character.

They tell me enough
I can gather all the information I need just from listening to the stories you tell me.

I don't wanna make you think that I'm sayin' things 'cause you prompted me
I don't want to sound like I'm only saying these things because you made me.

Been working with a lag, a fucked up past, I want you to be proud of me
I've been struggling to catch up due to past issues, but I want you to see that I'm still trying my best.

It seems like day one, you was fond of me
Since day one, you've expressed a strong liking towards me.

Same shit I felt for you
I feel the same way towards you as well.

Then I fell for you, fell in life
I fell in love with you and it has impacted every aspect of my life.

It's embarrassing to tell the truth
The truth is hard to admit and it's embarrassing to confront.

But now it's to the point where my love is up for debating
I'm starting to question whether my love for you is still worth it.

Maybe it's too late to shake
Perhaps it's too late to fix our issues and move past them.

I think love is shown, you think love is spoken
I believe love is demonstrated through actions, but you believe it's mainly expressed through words.

And we both comin' from the same place
We both have similar backgrounds and experiences that shape our perspectives of love.

For every song that I write, it's a note to self
Every song I write is a personal reminder and lesson to myself.

Note to God, note to you
Some of the songs I write are also messages or prayers to God and to you.

Don't count me out, besides this and my daughter, I only got love for you
Don't give up on me just yet, because besides my music and daughter, you're the only one I truly love.

I've been suppressed, I ain't the best, roll up to the problems, smoke all the stress
I've been holding back my emotions, and while I'm not perfect, I cope with my problems by smoking to alleviate stress.

Nigga, I have way too much shit on the line
I have a lot at stake, so I can't afford to let things go wrong or fall apart.

But you can't see 'em, emotions got you blind
Unfortunately, your emotions have blinded you to the risks and dangers at hand.

Past life aggression, lifetime lessons, carryin' a message
I've experienced a lot of past trauma and learned valuable lessons from it, and now I'm here to spread a message.

Real life angels, battling depression
In real life, we all struggle with personal demons and battles, including depression and anxiety.

Show me your love, show me your love, show me your love (show your love, show your love)
Repeatedly asking for someone to demonstrate their love and affection towards you.

Show me your love (show, show)
One final plea to show affection and love towards the artist.