Rizzle Kicks
New Sport

[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens]
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(No pressure, but it’s getting late)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
(Don’t owe me nothing, I’m just saying)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(I think about us everyday)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
The shots keep going back and forth
Feels like we found a new sport (New sport)

[Verse 1: Jordan Stephens & Harley Alexander-Sule]
I never knew then, love’s never new when
I’m loving too soon, I’m loving through wounds
I was sad at night once in a blue moon
Ended up getting sad hoping we could bloom too
Two hearts, one chance, red flags in our faces
Made it out like we were blown away, but the spaces appeared, man
There were voids in the shallow
Turned out we were just joint at the shadow
Poisoning arrows, run, Forrest, run
Can’t trust words coming off a burnt tongue
And some-some-sometimes sex ain’t the answer
It’s just another way to stay numb
I know things different with the new match
Makes me wonder why we even thought that we could do that
I guess we had to learn what not to do and not to do that
For a long time I was far away but then I flew back
[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens]
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(No pressure, but it’s getting late)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
(Don’t owe me nothing, I’m just saying)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(I think about us everyday)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
The shots keep going back and forth
Feels like we found a new sport (New sport)

[Verse 2: Jordan Stephens]
I can feel this in my gut, this doesn’t hit the same
A thousand orchids on the rug, I’m stuck in wheels of shame
I Googled codependency and found familiar claims
I’ll be real we’ve got to cut these stems and start again
Uh, yo, I don’t wanna be a menace
But this love means nothing I ain’t speaking ‘bout
I’m on my way to a spiritual zenith
If I can just stop breaking at the point when you deliver a sentence
I'm being inauthentic, to myself
I needed love, I’m in a well
Now I need help, now I need help
Oh well, oh well

[Chorus: Harley Alexander-Sule & Jordan Stephens]
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(No pressure, but it’s getting late)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
(Don’t owe me nothing, I’m just saying)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you honey?
(I think about us everyday)
You wouldn’t lie to me would you sugar?
The shots keep going back and forth
Feels like we found a new sport (New sport)