[Intro: Kojaque]
Welcome back to the Lover's Hour here on BBC Radio 12, I'm your host, Ollie Cromwel
It's a beautiful sunny day here in London City, it's about 12,000 degrees (Ayy)
It's incredible that anybody's got anything to complain about but we've got some callers on the line (Okay, hee-hee, yeah)
We wanna hear from you, who you loving? Who you kissing? Who you missing? What's on your mind, caller?

[Verse 1: Kojaque]
For the last five years, love's always been hypothetical
What if I maybe met the one? What if I maybe message you?
What if you Scooby-Doo me, ghost me after my confessional?
What if I'm the one they laugh about inside their message group?
Heart-react your every story, screenshot my every move
Send them to the girlies just to file 'em alphabetical
Label me a creep like I'm the one to teach a lesson to
What if I'm overthinking? Lots of people been susceptible
What if I really like you, but my past has made me skeptical?
What if you got a fella and he's mad because I'm pressin' you?
What if your fella's cheatin', think that I could come and rescue you?
What if you made them eyes at me while mine had been undressing you?
What if I gave it time and put them worries to the side?
And then I really got to know you, then I really made you mine
And then we planned our ever after, bassinets and overtime
To put that payment on a gaff to get the one you really like
And then I tell you that I love you every morning, every night
And then we raise a couple kids and teach 'em how to ride a bike
And then I come back unannounced 'cause it's your birthday just to find
You in the bed with someone else, now wouldn't that be a surprise?
What if?
[Chorus: Charlotte Dos Santos, Charlotte Dos Santos & Kojaque]
What if?
What if?
What if?
What if I could tell you how I'm thinking when I'm lost?
What if I could be the one to tell you I'm there?
What if I could tell you no one really compares?
To you, baby
I'm just scared I'd be letting you down

[Verse 2: Kojaque, Kojaque & Charlotte Dos Santos]
What if I'm wrong? I mean, it's all just theoretical
What if I broke your heart 'cause I would rather chase my revenue?
What if I called it quits 'cause I could see how I was stressing you?
What if I cut it off 'cause of an imbalance of chemicals?
Problem was the doctor didn't dose me up a decimal
Memory is malleable, it's crazy what depression do
Make you think you're crazy, make you want someone to section you
Keep you in my head, forget to tell you when the rent is due
Making all the chatter in your brain turn up a decibel
Make it really easy to forget the ones that's blessin' you
Take 'em all for granted 'til there's really no one left but you
They're better off without me? Nah, that's what depression says to you

[Chorus: Charlotte Dos Santos, Charlotte Dos Santos & Kojaque]
What if?
What if?
What if?
What if I could tell you how I'm thinking when I'm lost?
What if I could be the one to tell you I'm there?
What if I could tell you no one really compares?
To you, baby
I'm just scared I'd be letting you down
[Verse 3: Kojaque]
What if I said I'm sorry? Would you think that's unacceptable?
What if I made the effort just to get the know the better you?
What if I took a chance in spite of all the things I said to you?
Squeeze you like a tourniquet, in turn, I'll make you better too
Can't predict the future, life will go the way it's destined to
Dwellin' on the past will only feed all that regret in you
The present's all we have, so you should live it while you can
And when your life comes to an end, at least it never got the best of you
Love don't really break, in time you'll find that it is bendable
I know you'd probably rather find somebody who's dependable
How's about I kill the doubt and be a man and message you?
Just to see you blocked me, guess that's to be expected, hmm