Jamila Woods
It Was the Song
I got a problem and my hands are tied
I fell in and out of love by the end of the night
Something bout the tune and the bass and the light
Something bout your mouth on the hook singing right
It wasn't you it was the, ohh
Wasn't your eyes it was the, ohh
But you stay blowing up my phone
So I gotta let you know
I got a problem and my hands are tied
I fell in and out of love by the end of the night
Something bout the tune and the bass and the light
Something bout your mouth on the hook singing right
It wasn't you it was the, ohh
Wasn't your eyes it was the, ohh
But you stay blowing up my phone
So I gotta let you go
She was the lemon of the summer
The melody and the drummer, too
She only loved me with the right song
Who gonna love me when the lights come on?
He was a dance and date
But with my heart you just can't press play
Nobody rocks me like the bass
His arms can wait
Dancing in the summer
Moving way too fast
Music is my lover
I just can't go back
A song will never break your heart
A song will never leave you alone
A song will never break your heart
A song will never leave you alone